Wild Turkey

For all that passes, and for all that kills me slow,
I raise a glass to thank you.
A friend at the bottom of the bottle.
Thoughts wander back to you; my sanctuary, and to the bar room that you stand in.
A window's watch for many.

I won't stand behind and fight it all alone in reprise.
I saw my dreams were bleeding out.
Teeth falling out.
My recourse was blind.
Rollin' with the semis; bastards laughing wild as miles got left behind.

Rev it up - never enough.
I'm ready now. Ready now.
My dreams are drugged - not long enough.
Steady now. Steady now.
"When it's right, it's right" it's said,
So leave "Well enough" alone.
Pack it up.
I've had enough.

Cause' this place is the reason I am now a non-believer.
It must be hard to look me in the eyes, I know.
I can tell by what you say you're frustrated.
I feel a little on edge, now I'm faded.

My dreams are drugged and not long enough.

For all that passes and for all those in the know, I raise one up to spite you,
Wishin' I was back there at Borden now.
Though it doesn't mean that much to me in this wasted state of mind,
I know the break if dawn will recall it all.
But I'll get to sleep just fine tonight to lullabies and cannons outside.