stumble

nothing special but i'm hammered.

drunk again and it hurts.

missed a step to feel the rush

stars and swimming

let it last, just let it last.

fifty years is a long time to feel the hurt

and at twenty five i'm staring down the barrel

i missed a step along the way

and i'm trying to find my feet again

they're below me and singing their song

wish i could remember the tune.

it all ends and here's the proof.