I crawled into a bottle once,
never found the way out.
It's cold and dark here,
lonely and with an echo...
...a hint and inkling of,
something else I cannot see.
How to crawl back out,
of something that holds you;
...back?
I crawled into a bottle once...
It's cold and dark in here.
"God invented whiskey so the Irish wouldn't rule the earth" -Jim Bishop