The barstool creaks beneath my weight
Another night another twist of fate.
The faces blur the voices fade
Just shadows left from the choices made.
Oh faded memories in a whiskey haze
They slip through my hands like passing days.
A picture painted in shades of regret
The things I remember the ones I forget.
A laugh a song a fleeting spark
Lost in the amber glow of the dark.
The stories we tell the lies we believe
All float away with the air we breathe.
Oh faded memories in a whiskey haze
They slip through my hands like passing days.
A picture painted in shades of regret
The things I remember the ones I forget.
Here in the quiet I'm left alone
With faded memories carved into stone.