I’ve been mourning
Good morning

Why do I mourn your death
while you love, drink & laugh
Why you’re still drawing breath
Why you still get upset
At the world and its state
I’ve been finding my place in it
Feeling my weight shifting
Still seeing my repetition
I drink like you do
Move on like you do
Reminisce like you do
I’ve been seeing right through
This confidence that’s brewing
As I only think to you
As what I might be

Fear and love
Home and hate
Fucking typical
Don’t fucking wait
Think it through
Feeling cynical
Please take me home
Where I’m known
Guess I’m whimsical
But fucking blind
Drown in wine
Now I’m feeling good
Feeling so fine that I might die
I guess dramatic, have you met Ry
I’ve met you, so I’ve known myself the longest
Same mistakes while I pray for your youngest

I’ve been mourning
Good morning

Knife and fork take me back
I’ve been living it
Like on the attack
Of my liver, with
The shit I’m leaning on
I’d sooner see you gone
Then dealing with my demons
I’ll just write another song
Ha ha
Praise to the son
Let the golden horn blow
Clearly not dealing
With the way that we’ve grown
I’ve been writing
And running from this
shit that I’m fighting
Pretending that I don’t know
But back catalog beg to differ
All this fucking writing on liquor
Sipping on something bitter
Never enough to reconsider a lifestyle
Keen eye for anything leaving my blood thinner
Something strong like this song let me bleed out
Something strong like this song let me bleed out

I’ve been mourning
Good morning