Bottom of the Bottle

There’s never a star in this sky

Never a boat in this sea

Only the voice of a thousand lies

Choking the truth out of me

Until I’ve fallen immune to her lies

Or learned to turn a deaf ear to her pleas

I will never begin to be satisfied

She’ll never again let me be

Don’t let her turn your temperance

Away from the simple and sound

Or she will damn you darkly down

At the bottom of the bottle it makes no difference

If I keep drinkin’ or drown

Cause I can’t go much lower than I am right now

By the time I find my home

I’ll be all scars and broken bones

A head full of lies, a heart of stone

Voice like a freight train’s cold whistle moan

No, no I cannot promise nothing

That I cannot know for sure

I won’t say never or forever

I have told those lies before

Please don’t ask me to proclaim, my love

That my love for you will grow

That I desire to love you ‘til I die

Ain’t that all you need to know

But your desires burn like fires

Then they quickly flicker down

And all the while your constant smile

Will never show the fires went out

And when they do you won’t come home one night

And you’ll leave me all alone

So don’t tell me of desire my love

Tell me true, you’ll never go

Or by the time you find your home

You’ll be all scars and broken bones

A head full of lies, a heart of stone

Voice like a freight train’s cold whistle moan