Sirius shook himself from distraction and beckoned Lily up. "Hey, everyone. I'd like to call my friend Lily Potter up to help me with a couple of songs that need more than one voice. This first one is called Wasted on the Way."
This had come out while he was in prison, but Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young had been familiar to him from earlier. It had been natural to pick up a few of their later albums. One marvelous thing about Haven's Loft was that it was far enough from Hogsmeade that Muggle music players worked fairly well, with delicate magical coaxing.
Look around me I can see my life before me running rings around the way it used to be I am older now I have more than what I wanted But I wish that I had started Long before I did
But didn't everyone? He had really had better excuses than most.
And there's so much time to make up Everywhere you turn Time we have wasted on the way So much water moving Underneath the bridge Let the water come and carry us away
The charm that let him see past the lights was working fine. He could see Faelan, sitting in the corner with a fag and a beer, but he was too far away for Sirius to tell if he was enjoying himself or sulking. Sirius sent him a smile as he started into the next verse.
Oh when you were young Did you question all the answers Did you envy all the dancers Who had all the nerve? Look around you now You must go for what you wanted Look at all my friends who did and got what they deserved
He lost himself in the harmony of the chorus, first smiling conspiratorially at Lily and then closing his eyes with the intensity of it.
So much love to make up Everywhere you turn Love we have wasted on the way So much water moving Underneath the bridge Let the water come and carry us away Let the water come and carry us away
"That was by, um, Graham Nash, I think." "Yes," Lily said, as if he should be certain. "Ah, good. I get him and Stills mixed up." Sirius winked at her and then grinned out at the audience. The place had really filled up.