Meg Hutchinson Hopeful Things
When I drink whiskey, sometimes I do things I don't regret Sometimes I say things I can't forget Apple fields full of fruit, we lay in the tall grass And let the afternoon pass One length ahead of the sun It's a strange and lovely vision Big jet floating down the Hudson Everyone balancing on those sinking wings Tonight, I'm full of hopeful things You make a ring for me, and leave the tools out, on our table Only working when I'm gone Which finger will it fit on? Woman on the plane with me, knits her husband one new sock You know a girl who's everything I'm not But can I make you happy enough? I don't wanna choose between two lives Guess that's the danger in working nights Even in my sleep I sing, and forever I begin Marry my new self back, to that ancient spark again But when I drink whiskey, sometimes I do things I don't regret Sometimes I say things I can't forget
