Gin Sling - Yves Klein Blue

Closer to death

Been many miles since we last met

Still, it seems like I stood still as time passed by

That year my pride did sting

'Cause for a young man, it’s a terrible thing

To realise for the first time that his mother was right

Oh this old gin sling will keep me satisfied

Ah yeah, the cold air won’t blow and I can close my eyes

Ah she came to me

Her eyes full of sorrow and empty of sleep

And asked how it seemed I’d been doing alright (and I laughed)

It was a trick that she taught me

I drink so that I sleep without having dreams

And when I wake up in the morning, oh it is all I can do to survive

Oh this old gin sling keeps me satisfied

Though it hurts me more than I know and takes away my mind

Oh but the closer I get to home, fills me with dread just to know

I’ll be alone with a bottle on the shelf

All right…

But I put it down, just as soon as I realised

Oh that the hard times, they don’t get better

When life goes in the shadows of memories

The dark times make it hard to remember

All the reasons the good times ended

We remain where others cannot dwell

It’s not our place to fall where they fell

Do you really think that makes anyone happy but yourself?

Oh this old gin sling left me high and dry

So I put it back on the shelf for a little while

Ah but I still pull it down every now and again

Not to toast what’s gone before, but to all that remains, yeah

Oh always lost in memory, never to forget

Laying low with those ghosts is my only regret