Von Ra Drinker's Hour
Welcome to the Drinker's Hour, two thirty-five a.m. Welcome to the cold dark time, when I admit to what I am I'm scared to death and all alone, Lord, please give me the power To fight the demons one more time I'm in the Drinker's Hour Welcome to my world of fear, where I wonder what I said Before I started throwing things, and crashed off into bed I've got to change, I swear I will, Lord please give me the power To fight the demons one more time I'm in the Drinker's Hour She's lying here beside me now, with tear stains on her cheek She cried herself to sleep again, for the fifth time in a week I know I'm running her life too, our world is going sour Thoughts like these are terror, friend Here in the Drinker's Hour My children think that I'm a fool, I guess I've proved them right By doing all the stupid things, I do most every night They look away, they've lost respect, the strength's gone from the tower I'm reaping now, my just reward Here in the Drinker's Hour I'm afraid I've traded off my life, my hand's slipped from the throttle I've lost the people living here, my love lies in a bottle I need your love - I want you back, you were my brightest flower For me there's only darkness here I'm in the Drinker's Hour
