Wake Up Alone

The year is growing old under a cloudy sky

like pouring new wine into an old glass

we'll drink the bottle dry

just walk with me to the end of the night

haloed streetlights shine down

on an empty street

miles and miles of nothing at all

fall asleep to the sound

of the ringing in my ears

lay my tired head on what could have been

and wake up alone again

reel in another week, order another round

tonight we run from last call to last chance

the barroom clock runs down

haloed streetlights shine down on your twisted sheets

empty bottles all over the floor

fall asleep to the sound

of your breathing in my ear

sleep the dark dreamless sleep of the dead

for this once we'll have company when we wake up alone again