and its watching the whiskey melt the ice and watchin women fight their way out of saturday nights and its jacks in the mornin with motorcycle war vets some shake cause theyre crazy some shake cause theyre old and we eye each other while we eat biscuits that remind us of mama and we watch the news like daddy we're always gettin old and its haulin ass to dead ends and drinkin to make friends

a prayer


"god bless this wine
god bless these tracks
and god bless things
that never come back"