I’m drunk and sober
Drunk on empty promises
With my eyes on the prize.
The echoes from my empty bank account
Sings me a lullaby
A lullaby that I’m afraid to fall asleep to
A sleep I fear might become my death
I plead with my drowning zeal
Find me and love me back to life
Like a burning candle left out
On a stormy night
This might kill me.