The Drifter

I’m a dog, I’m a drifter
I don’t even miss them at all
Stars align and they fall
Burn out and wait for last call
I’m a memory, your shadow
A distant and fleeting refrain
Lost in my dreams, in my shame
Yet a flicker of hope still remains
The saints, the sinners, the losers, the winners
It’s all their fault
Lets get some more alcohol
And wash them away
I’m smoke, I’m a moment
Will they even remember my name?
Take what’s left, throw it into the flame
Let it rush through the streets in my veins
The saints, the sinners, the losers, the winners
It’s all their fault
Lets get some more alcohol
And wash them away
Wash them away
In the heart of the night in the tatters
Wash them away
In the barrooms, inside of what matters
Wash them away
I guess I got what’s coming to me
So I wash them away
Wash them away
The saints, the sinners, the losers, the winners
It’s all my fault
Lets get some more alcohol
And wash them away
I’m a dog, I’m a drifter
I don’t even miss them at all
Stars align and they fall
Burn out and wait for last call