Ash and Honey

Her kiss was ash, her words were sweet,

A mix that whiskey can't repeat.

The bass hums low, the lights grow thin,

I drink to loss, I drink to sin.

She said, "you love like you repair,"

But all I fix just stays despair.

I laughed, I poured, I let it slide,

The blues don't heal, they just abide.

Ash and honey, both the same,

Both will burn and both will blame.

I'll stay till dawn, I'll play till through,

And burn until it's true.

Her perfume fades, her voice still stings,

The bass forgives the minor things.

The night pretends, the dawn won't care,

I'm still right here - I'm always there.

Ash and honey, faith and fear,

The whiskey hums, the truth draws near.

We burn slow, me and you,

Ash and honey - still true.