Drunken Master
Woman, that woman is working
That woman, that woman is trying
That woman, that woman been thinking
That old man, that old man just drinking
She dreams of golden slumbers from a twice reflected moon
The man he is returning, but he always comes too soon
The vision of a kingdom one that slowly is destroyed
So, she weaves another lie just to camouflage the void
Woman, that woman is talking
That woman, that woman is breathing
That woman, that woman is seething
That old man, that poor man just sleeping
She dreams of golden slumbers from a twice reflected moon
The man he is returning, but he always comes too soon
The space inside her memory is just a canyon filled with pain
But the tears she weeps are honest, like a soft and gentle rain
Like a soft and gentle rain
Like a soft and gentle rain
That woman, that woman is fighting
That woman, that woman is walking
That woman, that woman is leaving
That poor man, that poor man just pleading
She dreams of golden slumbers from a twice reflected moon
The man he is returning, but he always comes too soon
Cold threads of silver reason keep her trapped inside today
Well she rises in the morning and she's bound to live another day
Said she'll live another day
Said she'll live another day
That woman, that woman is trying
That woman, that woman been thinking
That old man, that old man just drinking
She dreams of golden slumbers from a twice reflected moon
The man he is returning, but he always comes too soon
The vision of a kingdom one that slowly is destroyed
So, she weaves another lie just to camouflage the void
Woman, that woman is talking
That woman, that woman is breathing
That woman, that woman is seething
That old man, that poor man just sleeping
She dreams of golden slumbers from a twice reflected moon
The man he is returning, but he always comes too soon
The space inside her memory is just a canyon filled with pain
But the tears she weeps are honest, like a soft and gentle rain
Like a soft and gentle rain
Like a soft and gentle rain
That woman, that woman is fighting
That woman, that woman is walking
That woman, that woman is leaving
That poor man, that poor man just pleading
She dreams of golden slumbers from a twice reflected moon
The man he is returning, but he always comes too soon
Cold threads of silver reason keep her trapped inside today
Well she rises in the morning and she's bound to live another day
Said she'll live another day
Said she'll live another day
Credits
Writer(s): Darrick Hartman
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