Musty sky and drunken moon
She's hoping that he'll get back soon
Every night he goes away
He says it's nothing, just to play
He drinks with friends and comes back home
She imagines him out on the road
Swerving in his drunken state
Barely missing the neighbors gate
Headlights on the window now
His truck pulls up, he shuts it down
He walks inside and almost falls
He stops himself, hands on the walls
she runs to him and lifts him up
Into the kitchen, she fills a cup
He gulps it down, it clears his head
He walks away towards the bed
She follows him and she lays down
He's asleep already, not a sound
She turns to face the other way
She so confused, she wants to stay
A tear escapes, so silent, though
To her it means she's letting go
She's still dressed, she's packed her stuff
She puts it all into his truck
She kisses him and shuts the door
He won't come home late anymore
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