My lyrics start life as a bunch of disorganized impressions around a concept. This one's about drinking from an old broken glass in an abandoned house. Whether the rest is imagined or because the guy's tripping is up to you.
lyrics
Oh you're not alone
Your last estrangement
Dings like a new ringtone
Freezing out & in the ruined house
At a broken window you pull back the curtain
Outside's a snowfield barred with shadows
Prison bar shadows strangle the pallid sun
Sit down
Nod to the dead man in the other chair
His drinking glass is cracked
So put the color back
Kiss the cold lip, kiss the dead
You're not a stranger in the winter parlor.
Your host just emptied the goodbye cup
See you soon, come soon
Trudge off tripping
On the hard March snow you're not alone
Nothing but starglow
Spins down
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