The Whisky Ran Dry

Jazz & trance piece with vocal

Whisky Ran Dry

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Well it’s late in the evening
And the whisky ran dry
I’m still here writing this letter
With a tear in my eye

But the words don’t come
And there’s nothing
Nothing to do
But admit that we’re through

I have to break up with you

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Feeling rejected, abandoned, betrayed
Sitting here thinking and drinking
Alone and afraid

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Now it’s four in the morning
And I can’t get to sleep
My mind keeps on racing
And the bad thoughts run deep

Is there nothing left
Nothing else we can do
But accept that we’re through

Do I have to break up with you?

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When you left this evening
The penny dropped
Now we’re cold and awkward
All affection stopped
Was it me that’s done this
Or something outside?
I see no way back now
Our relationship died…