We got high on travel
And we got drunk on alcohol
And on love the strongest poison and medicine of all
See how that feeling comes and goes
Like the pull of moon on tides
Now I am surf rising
Now parched ribs of sand at his side
Those are the lines that have described the time I've spent dicking around with my friends and waiting for the next time we all drink together. I usually listen to this song along side of furry sings the blues. The line
We're only welcome for our drink and smoke
reminds me of how the "in" crowd only seem to want you around to get intoxicated with them. They're the people I've spent so long trying to avoid and surely, I'm becoming just like them.
We got high on travel And we got drunk on alcohol And on love the strongest poison and medicine of all See how that feeling comes and goes Like the pull of moon on tides Now I am surf rising Now parched ribs of sand at his side
Those are the lines that have described the time I've spent dicking around with my friends and waiting for the next time we all drink together. I usually listen to this song along side of furry sings the blues. The line
We're only welcome for our drink and smoke
reminds me of how the "in" crowd only seem to want you around to get intoxicated with them. They're the people I've spent so long trying to avoid and surely, I'm becoming just like them.