Empty Brown Bottles

The moon is high and I think I might
Just go as the fair wind blows
As the night fades to orange light
I feel myself pulled into the glow

Nowadays it seems I find myself this way more and more
Nothing to say for the empty brown bottles on the floor

Is it so wrong living out a song
So many a man is hummin' to
Hanging on just to string a long
'Till this burning light leaves me unglued

Nowadays it seems I find myself this way more and more
Nothing to say for the empty brown bottles on the floor

Nowadays it seems I find myself this way more and more
Nothing to say for the empty brown bottles on the floor



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Writer(s): Canon Sperrazza
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