Relapse

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Musical Accompaniment:

Noah Gundersen - Ledges

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I threw out my shoulder
Skipping stones across the creek
Another sign I’m getting older
I’ve grown tired and I’m weak

It’s been a year since Whimsical Poverty
And though I did make some progress
I’ve accepted this beard as part of me
And I’ve more or less regressed

Twenty years from now
When I look back on all of this
Will I still be asking how
Or will it seem obvious

My liver’s taken a beating
From every cent I’ve earned this year
History once again repeating
And the beginning’s drawing near

So we begin another trip
Around our lonely sun
Though we’re sailing on a broken ship
Staring down the barrel of a gun

So I slip into a reverie
To escape the situation
I give myself up to a memory
And lose all sense of concentration

If I’m lucky I’ll maintain this state
And I’ll never see it coming
Because while sober I can see my fate
And there’s nothing that’s more numbing