Walter take a break hell waits heaven yet to be held

Silence finds new places for death calling
Tribute trickles to one for the road son

Cold wind from the lake rips at the Bacardi and anti freeze
Down and walking pacing off ancient faith and booze

Learning hard to accept freedom with out a song
Tinkers damn scrams past the barrel singing stars

Tracking wisdom as the last drop in the bottle finds home
Sick of devils fighting angels saving me from me

Dance across the keys playing blues in whiskey weaved
Smile for younger and older left on a table served cold

Bottle and glass candle dripping love as flame flickers
Old black man looks out at the few sitting lost

Waiting for his voice to fill the drunken souls
Salvation is but a reminder of life hanging on

 

 

It was a sleep cast to be

I was a dream not left to see

Triple down a

Drown with you

Few will take

Other side

Of view

Action is but

A sound

Do you

Not know

I am heaven bound

Skip past found

Live in time

Caught now

Slip past

Going

Down

Horn blows a talk a minute and the soul bellows out truth

Real as I am alive we pass the shadows stole a way sound
Trouble escapes but a bit too late

Waltz a tribute Billy and Jay and I take the bottle and listen
Only white guy in the place tribute to my friends I cry

She knows me from a time so long ago and the keys dance for me
Her eyes find me sing my song and heart free from the burden

Burn of life takes and gives while forever drifts bye
Walter take a break hell waits heaven yet to be held

Charles puts a hand on my back
Son a man is what is left in memory

We sing your song cause it is like going home
Bottle shared cold picked me up mind clear

Time passed in full view of understand new
Billy and Jay finally safe at home