歌詞

Where to find the words?

How to shape the lines?

Only senseless noise

Answers back each time

Too much rhyme and flow

Won’t erase my strife

All my lines feel dead

Only dust and blight

But if I take a little shot

Pick up my feather pen, why not?

I’ll write all night, a perfect stream —

A sleepless poet lost in dreams

But truth is, that’s a drunken lie

Booze just makes me shake and cry

My eyes have long since lost their sight —

“Go sleep it off,” they laugh each night

They clink their drinks and toast the sky

While I just sigh and wonder why

Forget the words, just face the fact:

You’re blind, my friend — and that’s that!