Lost Horizons

Gin Blossoms

New Miserable Experience

The last horizons I can see
Are filled with bars and factories
And in them all, we fight to stay awake
I'll drink enough of anything
To make this world look new again
Drunk, drunk, drunk in the gardens and the graves

She had nothing left to say
So she said she loved me
As I stood there, grateful for the lie
I'll drink enough of anything
To make this girl look new again
Drunk, drunk, drunk in the gardens and the graves

Turn summer trees to bones and ice
Turn insect songs against the night
With words we build and words we break
I'm drunk, drunk, drunk in the gardens and the graves

Maybe I could use you
To reassure myself
I wouldn't wish this indecision
On anybody else

Drink enough of anything
To make this world look new again
And when the sin smiles
How could it be wrong?

The last horizons I could see
Are now resigned to memories
I never thought I'd still be here today
I'll drink enough of anything
To make myself look new again
I'm drunk, drunk, drunk in the gardens and the graves

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