Monk's New Tune

Before I was saved by my better half
 I once disappeared in a black-and-white
 Photograph
 That I was just staring at
 Framed on someone's wall
 How long it lasted I could not say
 But all of my heroes returned to play one
 Last gig and there was I
 In the middle of it all
 I'm drinking mai tais with pink umbrellas
 I'm thinking my how high the moon
 I hears the man say "Heads up, fellas"
 I hear the band play Monk's new tune
 We were bad! We could perpetrate the beat!
 Seeing plaid, how could we stay on our feet?
 Rumor spread clear down 52nd St.
 As we played Monk's new tune
 Since you're a skeptic I'll say no more
 Of course, this was happening way back before
 Before... but
 Nevertheless is was very real to me
 Exactly like it was yesterday
 My ears hear the music my hand were blessed to play
 Inside that picture that took command of me