My illusion - dashed to pieces My collision - damn the son I counted all my blessings And the damage of that sum
Your life - numbed and drunken My strength - a voice inside Ain't it funny how things worked out My life began the day you died
Poor Robert Henry
Poor Robert Henry drinkin' broke apart our lives Lost you from last year And more Poor Robert Henry drinkin' blotted out your mind Blotted out your mind
Your sky - always falling Like you from barroom chairs I didn't want to hate But your abuse was hard to bear
Your life - numbed and drunken My strength - a voice inside Ain't it funny how things worked out My life began the day you died
Poor Robert Henry
Poor Robert Henry drinkin' broke apart our lives Lost you from last year And more Poor Robert Henry drinkin' blotted out your mind Blotted out your mind
Drinkin' blotted out your mind Blotted out your mind
I'll go on livin' in all my desperation Now you're gone
Desperation
Poor Robert Henry |
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