Baby don't ignore me
We were smokers, we were friends
Forget that tired story
Of betrayal and revenge
I see the ghost of culture
With numbers on his wrist
Salutes some new conclusion
That all of us have missed
I cried for you this morning
And I'll cry for you again
But I'm not in charge of sorrow
So please don't ask me when
There may be wine and roses
And magnums of champagne
But we'll never
No we'll never ever be that drunk again
A phrase from the 1896 poem  “Vitae Summa Brevis”  by Ernest Dowson: 
 They are not long, the days of wine and roses: Out of a misty dream Our path emerges for a while, then closes Within a dream. 
 “Days of Wine and Roses”  also was the title of a 1962 film that tells the story of an alcoholic couple. 

A Street