Whiskey

WHISKEY 1) Who would take away this unrest What would make me think my best? Something for my soul; I am desperately longing Battle for sanity; my mind is earnestly flogging I wanna cook something good But all I eat is depression’s food Trying to sleep victorious But always waking up so notorious Chorus: My soul is broken but my flesh is still in line Spirit so thirsty looking for a new wine I wanna live a life that I know is mine But all I take is whiskey so I can stay fine 2) I heard things about the Lord’s glory At first I thought it was just a story Saying to myself; these fellas are just being corny Until I walked into his sanctuary, I tell you; it wasn’t funny It was a brand new experience To know the worth of his essence This is not benediction nor burning of incense It is something I call an unexplained presence