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Whiskey and dark nights

empty headed
falling night
just me
and Jesus
drinking jack
both trying
to forget our name
both victims of the insane
sitting watching
soil turning to mud
rotting seeds
and black roots
we pray
the rain it never stops
in silence we drink
as black-hearted clouds
cries its tears
upon the wandering souls below
don't come here
looking for shelter from your sorrow
or forgiveness for your failures
our blood runs cold
just whiskey and water
flowing in our veins
and when the black sun
rises upon the dusty morning
the black crows on the wire laugh
as man crawls on his belly again today
and Jesus kicks a beer can down the road








Written by staggerlee (Paul Martin)
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