Beer on my breath

[Magrittes Pipe]

It's a long walk north in the wind
I'm lookin' for signs of my youth
And I'm never gonna call her up again
Since I've seen her with him
The death of a thought returns
I can't follow things to their ends
'Cause the death of a thought returns

I can't take the pain inside
Unless that pain is a tour guide
To a part of the world I've not seen

I'm drunk as a skunk
I had a bad case of the truth
Well I can't talk while I fuck
But I can talk about you
'Cause I'm still on the bus
The driver's passed all the stops
He's a ghost from my past
And he won't let me off

I've found a place where the insane go to hide
I'd stay in that place, but I'm afraid for my pride
SHE'S SUCH A PRETTY GIRL, I CAN ALMOST BREATHE.