The last horizons I can see are filled with bars and factories
and in them all we fight to stay awake

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
I stood there grateful for the lie

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

Drink enough of anything to make myself look new again
Drunk drunk drunk in the gardens and the graves


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    General CommentPerhaps the best song on a multi-platinum album. Never was released as a single, due to the alcohol-related suicide of Doug Hopkins and the poignancy of the lyrics. Very simply a wonderful song about being an alcoholic, and drinking both during celebration and tragedy (gardens and graves). Drinking in hopes of changing his outlook on his relationship, the world, and finally himself, but never finding happiness. "The last horizons I could see are now resigned to memories" symoblizes the final hope he had that things would change is finally gone. He's so brutally honest and candid about the pain he's in, and how badly he wants more. You don't need an eloquent vocabulary to make such beautiful lyrics A+
    imnooneon September 01, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentMan, if we only still had Doug Hopkins around to inspire us with lyrics like these. I know I can relate: getting drunk when I'm happy, getting drunk when I'm sad. Sometimes we try so hard to make changes and never getting anything or anywhere.
    davidecoyoteon June 12, 2002   Link
  • 0
    General CommentAwsome song, Doug Hopkins was the man
    Omnibusual Dwarfon November 09, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General Comment....pouring out some whisky for Doug tonight (sorry, don't have any gin handy!)
    DJacques75on December 04, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentWe miss you, Doug. Too few people out there could conjure up the kind of lyrical imagery you could.
    cdconnon December 11, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis song just killed me when I first heard it. I remember the feeling of going stale in the wrong town, and Hopkins just nailed it perfectly. I remember being at a company holiday party the day Doug Hopkins' obituary showed up in the New York Times, and pouring whisky on the bar for him.

    The biggest bummer: I actually wrote a condolence note to the Gin Blossoms that night. (This was before Hey Jealousy broke big.) I never heard from them...not even a form letter.
    milkboneon December 23, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentDoug Hopkins.....

    This was one of your few "Moments of Clarity"
    michaelcovelon August 31, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentOne of the best songs ever though the lyrics is a bit depressing...
    mcroy76on February 25, 2008   Link
  • 0
    My Opinion"She had nothing left to say so she said she loved me
    I stood there grateful for the lie"

    The two best lyrical sentences ever.
    CrueTrueon February 18, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthe gin blossoms have very nosaltagic sounding songs. This is another upbeat, a little depressing gin blossoms' song. I can relate to this. I am not a alcoholic like Doug Hopkins was, however i can remember those days of drinking for every reason i could. COming from a very, very small town. I was drinking to forget, to remember and to make everything look as different as it could.Love love this song, brings back memories of being in my late teens and early twenties. and how innocent i thought the world would be if i could only get out of my small town. HA HA, life isn't innocent. it's beutifully tragic.
    delighton August 23, 2009   Link

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