Macchiato at Midnight

Macchiato
at Midnight

An Alt-Pop Song Reflecting on the Past

by manyface music

Once Upon A Red Flag was written a few weeks after my wife of 18 years left me.

I was hurt. I didn’t understand how she could walk away from the life we had built together. When I said “till death do us part,” I meant it. So why didn’t she?

Later I would learn that everything was for the best, and that she already had someone else lined up. But at the time I was just hurting. I felt lied to, like I had been sold a fairytale ending that never really existed. 

So I decided to flip “Once Upon A Time” on it’s head.

Instead of a fairytale about happily ever after, I started writing an anthem about surviving the moment when the illusion breaks. I challenged myself to see how many fairytale references I could weave into the lyrics while telling a story about heartbreak, anger, and trying to keep moving forward.

Once Upon A Red Flag became my way of reminding myself that even when a story ends badly, it doesn’t mean the story of your life is over. Sometimes you just weren’t meant to end your story in that fairytale.

"Drink it in, and sip...on this."

R&B

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Macchiato at Midnight Lyrics - Manyface Music

				
					[Verse 1]
I still,
remember that smile.
How she made me feel.
Like I, 
wasn't so alone.
Like my life might,
not have to be postponed.
It was almost like,
for once in my life -
I would not have to hide.
But it was so damn soon,
after my youth,
was taken too,
that I never knew -
how to tell...myself,
that I deserved someone like you.
So I stayed quiet,
and watched her smile,
and settled on,
a different brew.

[Chorus]
I'm older now,
but every once in a while -
I still see that smile,
drink it in,
and sip...on this,
a roast,
cloaked in bitter notes,
of long-lost hope.
Yeah, I sip...on this :
Macchiato at Midnight.

[Verse 2]
I still,
remember those eyes.
How she made me feel.
Like I, 
was seen for the first damn time.
Like I,
didn't need to be complete.
And for once in my life -
It was almost like,
I could be,
me...again.
But it was so damn soon,
after my youth,
was taken too,
that I never knew -
how to tell...myself,
that I deserved someone like you.
So I stayed quiet,
while I swam in those eyes,
then gave them up...
to a different brew.

[Chorus]
I'm older now,
but every once in a while -
I still see those eyes,
drink 'em in,
and sip...on this,
a roast,
cloaked in bitter notes,
of long-lost hope.
Yeah, I sip...on this :
Macchiato at Midnight.

[Bridge]
You ever wonder,
'bout an alternate life?
where you could tell,
her about that Hell, 
and how she made you feel,
some relief,
from the grief,
and the pain,
how she made you feel...
just a little more sane.
while drinkin' this -
Macchiato at Midnight.