ROSENWOOD | Pour The Whiskey - Bosco

Feels like pieces scattered abroad

Familiar places

I don’t go far

Blurred lines of past and future

What’s in-between

The obvious

The unseen

Darken nights

Bathroom dreams

Are soon forgotten

Love’s still not waiting here at your door

But Rosenwood, who’s understood

Rosenwood, who’s understood, stood, stood

Rosenwood, who’s understood, stood, stood

Stood, stood, stood, stood, stood, stood

Stood, stood, stood, stood, stood

Stood up, stood up, stood up, stood up, stood up

Stood up, stood up, stood up, stood up

Return back to the place

Where I was dead and buried

Couldn’t grow here

Blood and water

Don’t mix the two

Cause eyes point and look right back at you

Between the sheets and me, shadows haunting

Love’s still not waiting here at your door

But Rosenwood, who’s understood

Rosenwood, who’s understood, stood, stood

Rosenwood, who’s understood, stood, stood

Stood, stood, stood, stood, stood, stood

Stood, stood, stood, stood, stood

Stood up, stood up, stood up, stood up, stood up

Stood up, stood up, stood up, stood up

Pour the whiskey and let us drink until nothing we feel

Cause nothing is real

Pour up, pour the whiskey and let us drink until nothing we feel

Cause nothing is real

Pour it up, pour it up

Pour the whiskey and let us drink until nothing we feel

Cause nothing is real

Pour the whiskey and let us drink until nothing we feel

Cause nothing is real

Nothin' we feel is real

Real, We feel