Whisky Talk

Talking through my whisky breath
Talking after my baby's death
Looking at those yellow sands
Looking at my shaking hands
Waves come in, waves go out
The tide is low, it still goes out, it still goes out
Is that the whisky talking
Is that the whisky talk
Is that the whisky talking
Is that the whisky talk
Talking through my whisky breath
Talking about what could be left
Whispering with long lost ghosts
Whispering with evil hosts
Sun comes up, sun goes down
The moon comes up, it still goes down, it still goes down
Is that the whisky talking
Is that the whisky talk
Is that the whisky talking
Is that the whisky talk
Talking through my whisky breath
I've been talking with my better self
There'll be another tomorrow still
Washing down a bitter pill
Breath in, air most foul
Deep inside, I howl!
Inside I howl!
Is that the whisky talking
Is that the whisky talk
Is that the whisky talking
Is that the whisky talk