Distilled

Gonna start a fire, watch the sun hit the ground
Got no desire, to put my whisky or this guitar down
Almost empty bottle but the page is filling fast
The liquor or the melody, we'll see who finish last

Cause she burns all the way down
And she flows like these thoughts into the sound
And she knows, that i can't put them down
Till the last drop falls into me
And the last note falls from these strings
She knows how to get it all out of me

Distill my thoughts into words, like this whisky that i pour
Melt those words into these strings like the ice i put in my drink
I need to write this down before the next thoughts make it drown
Before this glass can overflow like it has so many times before

Cause she burns all the way down
And she flows like these thoughts into the sound
And she knows, that i can't put them down
Till the last drop falls into me
And the last note falls from these strings
She knows how to get it all out of me



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Williams
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