Drinking Song

There's a light at the end where I know

Where culprits on carpets make sense of it all

And the sky is all indigo

And the young ones just want to go home

And the edge of the world makes it seem

That everyone gone is still singing the same song

And I can believe in these things

That everyone's singing along

The good the bad and the gone

There's a light at the end of a dock

Sending green little postcards to a city I love so much

And the water makes sense of her laugh

And wrinkles the backs of my hands

There's a light at the end where I smoke

And my name puffs in colors with people I know

The song that was stuck in her head

Becomes all the words you forget

Yet everyone is singing along

The good and the bad and the gone