Drunken Drinking

Reckless youths trying to egotistically kill themselves
with every drop they drink, the sweet nectar of transcendence
to sooth their aching souls.

Wandering, wandering in this beautiful world,
looking for the answer.

We're looking for the key in our pockets but we always
miss the lock in a wild stab for the finish.

We're all in this together;
Tramps to teachers, brothers and sisters!

Beauty engendered, divine pedestals for our past lovers,
bridges built on a guilty conscience.

Love and hate mixed in your uncertain bowl.

You give the night that endless touch,
we love you and those stars in your eyes where the tears
used to be.

Goodnight, Love.