Firewater - Bourbon And Division Lyrics
On the corner of Bourbon & DivisionCrawling down the crooked streets at dawnShe said: don't come back, all is not forgivenSo you fall inside a bottle and a songSplinters of thought dropping slowlySnapping like branches in the windSo you light a dog-end smokeAnd you're laughing as you chokeAnd you give the wheel of fortune one more spinDo you remember what you came here for?Her words of wisdom scratched into the doorYou can almost taste the emptinessHung inside her tallow dressCan the darkness be as empty as it seemsWhen the factories of night hum with their dreams?And you watch a skinny dog cut across that dusty lotLike the surface of the moonIn the decompression chamberCooling in the conversation pitSleeping underneath yesterday's papersAnd pretending the tsunami hasn't hitFriday was the crucifixionSaturday cremation under glassThe Resurrection was on SundayNo, correction, make it Monday'Cause Monday's when they come to take the trashDo you remember what you came here for?Her words of wisdom cut into the doorYou can almost taste the emptinessHung inside her tallow dressCan the darkness be as empty as it seemsWhen the factories of night hum with their dreams?And you watch a skinny dog cut across that dusty lotLike the surface of the moon
