Just came across this…fresh off the tracks. If you live around Imperial, NE you might recognize it.
woke up this morning in a familiar place and my head din’t hurt at all
didn’t have to stain the porcelain with the remnants of last night’s last call
still feel kind of empty but today the cavern feels comparatively small
the warmth of the sunshine meets my morning face today I walk instead of crawl
the pieces of dreamers are spread all over this town
like cartoons on bar stools, we draw ourselves to the ground
theres reasons for leaving that we’ve all figured out
but it’s easier to drown
later on in the afternoon in a familiar room where the sun never shines at all
in front of me i’ve got another drink, a little time to think
Billy’s behind the bar; catch my reflection in the bar back mirror
expression so sincere as it says ‘where do you go from here?’
I don’t know what the answer is, but I can tell you this: it never gets that far
Chris Larson of Heart Start Hero
