You've Got Us Feeling Alright

One past evening, I was in the north end little Italy, where in a restaurant they were playing Piano Man by Billy Joel on a Saturday night at 9 p.m. Which I heard as I entered the restaurant to check out the ambiance and menu. I had acquired the vanity to personalize it as pertaining it to myself as an epiphany struck. That only I had reached that climax of destined reality beyond dejavu, to become at one moment the preordained entertainment of myself alone. Amidst the patrons of the establishment. When in true reality the restaurant most assuredly plays that song a 9 pm every Saturday night for the socialites who recon the place as they feel the pleasure. Simply one moment in time I haven't caught the entire picture in one take.