Drink (Drink Drink)

I read a book about a man who could change his mind

With distractions by design, he’d forget things over time

And so I thought about my mind and this matter over you

You flew away into the clouds for a different point of view

You said you needed something new

So I guess this is my cue



To drink, drink, drink a beer down at the tavern

And not think, think, think of where you might be now

And hope, hope, hope there’s freedom found in repetition

Maybe lose your memory before I lose my mind.



So far so good, everything has turned on a dime

I hardly think too much about you, except the rest of the time.

And there’s no need for you to worry, I’m making it just fine

I keep my head under the clouds, I keep my feet toeing that line

Trying something new each day

It’s just a lot more of the same



I know it sounds crazy to do these things again

Over and over to a different end

And I think that you’re right, I think that’s probably true

That’s why I’m on this barstool forgetting about you