Dry
Here's to days I can't remember
And years I don't recall
The calm before the maelstrom
The rise before the fall
Shattered glass and sirens
Black and indigo
A flash of sun and flowers
And a week of wind and snow
Can you tell me if I'll ever get that high
If I tell you that I never could get dry
Can you tell me this gets better
Could you lie
If I tell you that I never could get dry
I hear the hollow whispers
And the talk all over town
But if there's cowardice in compromise
I'll lay my armor down
There's a reason that I'm here
Could someone tell me why I came
Trading nickels in for numbers
Trading number in for names
Can you tell me if I'll ever get that high
If I tell you that I never could get dry
Can you tell me this gets better
Could you lie
If I tell you that I never could get dry
I've been waking up and shaking off
Since I was twenty-one
But you traded out the bottle
For a bible and a gun
There's a line that I still cling to
Though I can't recall the verse
Is a dream a lie if it's deferred
Or is it something worse
Can you tell me if I'll ever get that high
If I tell you that I never could get dry
Can you tell me this gets better
Could you lie
If I tell you that I never could get dry
And years I don't recall
The calm before the maelstrom
The rise before the fall
Shattered glass and sirens
Black and indigo
A flash of sun and flowers
And a week of wind and snow
Can you tell me if I'll ever get that high
If I tell you that I never could get dry
Can you tell me this gets better
Could you lie
If I tell you that I never could get dry
I hear the hollow whispers
And the talk all over town
But if there's cowardice in compromise
I'll lay my armor down
There's a reason that I'm here
Could someone tell me why I came
Trading nickels in for numbers
Trading number in for names
Can you tell me if I'll ever get that high
If I tell you that I never could get dry
Can you tell me this gets better
Could you lie
If I tell you that I never could get dry
I've been waking up and shaking off
Since I was twenty-one
But you traded out the bottle
For a bible and a gun
There's a line that I still cling to
Though I can't recall the verse
Is a dream a lie if it's deferred
Or is it something worse
Can you tell me if I'll ever get that high
If I tell you that I never could get dry
Can you tell me this gets better
Could you lie
If I tell you that I never could get dry
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Writer(s): Sylvia Rylee
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