Just another empty bar
Dusty tables. Unchalked cue
Just another empty bar
No rocks and ain’t no whose who’s
And I don’t know, who you are
I can tell you paid you’re dues
I don’t know who you are
But we both got these old blues
Just another empty bar
So I am wanderin’ out the door
Just saw a shooting star
In the alley, all done for
Don’t plan on going too far
You’re gettin’ hard to ignore
Almost to the reservoir
Don’t know what I’m looking for
That crescent smiles from afar
You do whatever you choose
Whose gamble is it of ours
Somebody has got to lose
Head on down the boulevard
Think about all we been through
Wonderin who we really are
Old Psalm Church is in our view
Led by that shinin north star
I know what I have to do
Sometimes the dark hides a scar
Salvation is a cut through
Just another empty bar
On the corner avenue
Just another empty bar
Walk on by, psalm 42
Copyright Beth Sutton November 2020