I heard the news
The news today
That you’d gone
Gone away
The sands of time
Have all worn down
Tonight in whisky
I will drown
Sometimes it’s quick
Sometimes it’s slow
And now your hourglass
is flowed
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Sometimes it’s slow
Sometimes it’s fast
And now your futures
Are all past
And so I stand
Beside your grave
And for a moment
Try to pray
And then a bar
A bar is found
I watch the jukebox
Spinning round
In whisky I will drown