Sitting here drinking on this river bank
not knowing the time. Days of whiskey fever
nights of cocaine dreams
and I’m out of my mind.
Leaving you once was easy, I felt
free and alive, but your love
was stronger than me,
now you’re gone and I’m blind.
That river rolls down to the sea,
always has and always ever will.
I can’t make it to take my lies.
Words are more than something you talk.
Tears are more than water and salt.
