Old George

Old George shares his secrets
With his seventh whiskey water
The son he lost in Vietnam
His drug-addicted daughter
And a wife he walked away from
'Bout a hundred years ago
When the pain became too much for him
George went with the flow

Hey, George, you want another drink?
From George, another nod
One last whiskey water
For the Devil and for God
So that they might sleep inside him
Though they're not quite sleeping yet
In a mind consumed by memories
And monsters of regret

Every night, George comes here
And George, he works things through
The only way that he knows how
He flees when they persue
And tonight I sit beside him
Some twenty years behind
Our stools support our silence
And neither of us mind

The dose of course can vary
Like the sickness and the fate
My prescription's three or four
Old George requires eight
Then he sets his glass down gently
And walks home from the bar
Shuffling past his suffering
But blind to all the stars

Hey, friend, you want another beer?
I don't believe I do
But I'll take a whiskey water
For the shit we all go through
When George turns back his covers
And sinks into his bed
His dreams will bring his wife back
And his kids will love their dad

His kids will love their Daddy...
Goodnight, George