A whiskey lullaby plays on the radio
And I'm sitting in the front seat.
Of a truck
Windows down
And wind invading my space.
And then there is you.
This song
Makes me think of you.
This feeling
Makes me miss you
These tears
Are for you
But this anger
Is for not understanding you.
Is for not understanding your motives
And I remember
The whiskey in my room.
I remember my past.
The liquor cabinet
I created under my bed
To calm me down,
To help me with life,
Whiskey rum and vodka,
Depression
And steel got me through
A very similar situation.
Nothing helped you
Except for that 18 wheeler
That made it all go away
That took you
To a place of no return