Six months a deadened life
since the death of his wife,
his wife who kept him sane,
her ashes now contained
in a metal bronze urn.
Tonight again he turns
to the whiskey he yearns
and the sleep of small death
fear not the final breath.
Six months a deadened life
since the death of his wife,
his wife who kept him sane,
her ashes now contained
in a metal bronze urn.
Tonight again he turns
to the whiskey he yearns
and the sleep of small death
fear not the final breath.
