Category: Writers Block
So much time has passed me by.
Friends I've lost, tears I've cried.
No matter how many days I see
Though, your memory ever haunts me.
So many have left me alone.
Standing on a rock, a heart of stone.
No matter how cold I become inside:
Your memory painful ever resides.
Let me drink away your memory.
Let me feel that sweet ecstasy.
Just a few shots of whisky, Bartender.
Be a friend, help me forget her.
Let me drink away your memory.
Leave me silent, leave me be.
Just a bit more tequila, innkeeper.
I can forget her with just a bit more liquor.
In this booth, we first met.
In this restaurant did love beget.
My teardrops fall on two letters carved
Into the table inside a faded heart.
Trembling fingers trace an old photo.
Of your memory: it's all I've left to show.
Nothing left but a ragged picture dear,
Beset with age and stained with tears.
Let me drink away your memory.
Loose the chains, set me free.
Bartender, won't you please pour?
I might forget her with just one drink more.
Let me drink away your memory.
Shut away the dreams and hopes not to be.
Innkeeper, another keg, if you please.
Just a bit more liquor, help me drown her memory.
I stand beneath the branches frail
Of an elderly tree beside a trail,
And trace my fingers through the names written there
In the bark, for the love we shared.
With soaking cheeks I brush away
The leaves that cover the bed where we laid.
Many a night did we hide beneath this tree,
Promising one another love, happiness, eternity.
Let me drink away your memory.
It's blinding me, can't you see?
Whiskey, scotch, rum (if you've a mind), bartender.
Fill my glass, and empty me of her.
Let me drink away your memory:
Your angel face, your lips so sweet.
If you've any, Innkeeper,
Bring me something that will drown her deeper.
The images all come flooding in
While the night grows thicker in this lonely inn.
The man keeps trying to shoo me out,
But I can't let go of this tankard I'm about.
Because within its depths there's bound to be
A way out of these torturous memories.
If I just drink enough, and then maybe just a little more:
Your memory will cease to haunt me, I'm pretty sure.
Let me drink away your memory;
Drown myself in absolute ecstasy.
Bartender, just one more, another keg or two,
Then I'll forget her, I promise you.
Let me drink away your memory.
It's waiting there at the bottom of my glass empty.
Innkeeper, just a bit more liquor in my glass,
When I've drowned myself in liquor, then she'll be gone at last.
Let me drink away your memory.
I'll do it one mug at a time.
And when the bartender fills me up, I'll be free
Of your haunting memory after all this time.
Let me drink away your memory:
Dousing you in either ale or beer.
And as my eyes become bloodshot and blurry,
The path should finally become clear.
I'll just drink away your memory tonight...
And in doing so find my own paradise...