One more drink is all I ask
Let these past few months fade so fast
Like a candle they turn from whole to wax
Melting away with the fading night
Rest assured, everything will be alright
More days to come, more ways to run
Wild and free, just me
So fill my glass and I will drink it down
How familiar the sound: An empty glass slamming with a pound!
The whiskey makes my blood warm
My body feels for itself and no more
Self sufficient, no longer wishing, no longer waiting
The clock is ticking better get busy making
This life of mine, it’ll all come with time
Eager to find but must always remind
Myself, of myself, or am I good to no one else?
Please fill my glass to the brim
It’ll cure my ailing, I’ve got a whim
My medicine man of many sorts
Without my medication happiness cannot be absorbed
Fill my prescription, don’t I fit the description?
Needing, wanting, struggling to find the diction
To send a message, to take a breath, lift the weight of the world off my chest
The first breath as a free man is better than the rest
So please don’t disturb my beautiful mess
No matter what you think, this isn’t a test
I am a simple man, seeking the world before I’m put to rest.