Stuck in Stone

At least 300 days ago
I laid my head down on this soil
I made my bed from words I spoke
Through whiskey breath and cigarettes smoked

Late in the night
When I forget
Why I lost track
Of all the time I spent here

These days have changed
Feels like I'm 10,000 miles away
From where I'm staying the night
When I wake up

My mind is gone but my body is stuck

Now pour out all this blood-red wine
This road we're on we'll walk for miles
So we've no use for alcohol
Now fill these bottles up with water
A little too late and a little not much
My friend I fear we may die of thirst

These days have changed
Feels like I'm 10,000 miles away
From where I'm staying the night
When I wake up

I pray to god this body holds up

300 days have past and gone
My mind's made up, my body stuck in stone
I think I might be paralyzed
My feet have grown to love its hold
If it's a little too late and a little not much
I'm done asking for your love