This song's about those hazy mornings-after when you start to question staying up until 4 in the morning listening to Red House Painters, then it slips by and you're back at it the next night.
lyrics
I fell out of bed this morning
Like I've many times before
Start wondering what the time is
While my body shuffles forward
I plop at my kitchen table
Break in my stale routine
Watch the trees shake and unravel
And prepare a mug of tea
And I trace a path of bottles
From the beginning to the end
Catch echoes of some laughter
But they're swept up in the wind
I make face with my awakening
Gather one full sober thought
Then carry on in silence
Pour hot water from the pot
As kids we must forgive our future selves
As we oft forget the night before
Take one cold hard searching look into the mirror
As last night's beer begins to pour
And each night I swear it's worth it
And I still believe it is
To compromise next mornings
With last nights' destructive bliss
And when I can't shake off the vapours
The huddled fog of beers and haze
I say it won't ever paralyse us
I know there's better days
There's a text sent from the neighbours
It's nearing 8PM
Grab what's left of my warm 2-4
And throw it in the fridge
I'll do it all again
As kids we must forgive our future selves
As we oft forget the night before
Take one cold hard searching look into the mirror
As last night's beer begins to pour
I know there's better days
credits
from Last Night's Beer,
released October 29, 2011
Mikey Chuck Rivers sings and strums acoustic guitar.
Jacob Bryce fucking brings it on the fiddle.
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