Monday, February 24, 2014

Hey old friend
It'd be nice to catch up 
How's that woman you've got wrapped around your leg 
How's that woman you've got wrapped around your crooked smile
Spit in my coffee; let's share a cup
It gets lonely on this hill
Let's talk

about your successes 
Let's talk
about how my addictions tend to get the best of me
time
and
time
again

I found another man to lay next to
It turned out just the same
I've been taking sleeping pills to pass the time
I stay in the sunshine 
It's the only thing that keeps me sane 
To know we are all made of water 

Go grab me a dream and a drink out of that broken cupboard 
Maybe it'll stick 

The cigarettes are still burning 
Do you remember sitting in juke box bars 
Do you remember drinking whiskey in dusty hotel rooms until we laughed about nothing 
Do you remember showing up on my stoop at 3 AM 
Do you remember the high pitched shrieks of the women dressed to the nines boasting; while we shared a shit sandwich

Hey old friend
It'd be nice to catch up 
Do you have the time?