Fell the wind burn
Walk down that line
Forget it in the sands of time
Let each memory rest in peace
From the wilds of west to the coasts of the east
Forget it keep chugging whiskey like a cat
Forget everything you lack
And as empty as a bottle you have drank
Feel that resolve absorb that stank
You can keep chasing something for nothin
But it will run away
You will try to follow not know what to say
And as quick as a bottle tips down that line it's a friend of yours welcome to that line...