Track from the upcoming Sad Bastard Ballads.

What to Do When Faced With the Prospect

Went to bed in the autumn
Counting all my sheep
The best part of the winter
Too much sleep
Waking up in the spring time
To watch the flowers bloom
Thunderstorms playing havoc
In my room
Long days in the summer months
Telling me it’s all okay
Heartache and a bottle of booze
Convinces me it’s all my fault

I talk too much
Or not enough
It’s all fucked up
But I still try

Darkness comes with the sunrise
With breakfast served too soon
The best news of the morning
Comes at noon
Call ahead reservations
A table set for two
Canceled plans in the tea time
Of my blues
Wine stained while the sun goes down
Taunting me another day
Headache in a spinning room
Convinces me it’s all my fault

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