M.P. Shaudd Poet Lyric

Mirror In a Barroom

I’m front and center in this barroom 
Every single night of every week
The things I’ve seen would honestly
Make you cringe in disbelief 
And seldom does one look at me
At least for very long

It sure gets lonely hanging round here
In a place where hopes and dreams go to die
I’m a mirror in a barroom 
Reflecting on the souls of those 
That love has left behind

You look to me, I look back at you
Your every glass is empty even when it’s full
I hope that you will learn
Neither Jim nor Jack’s concerned 
If you dig your final resting place
One bottle at a time

It sure gets lonely hanging round here
In a place where hopes and dreams go to die
I’m a mirror in a barroom 
Reflecting on the souls of those 
That love has left behind

I’ve watched better men than you fall to pieces
Cause they hung out with me till closing time
If you dig a hole too deep you’ll find that
It’ll turn into a mountain, one that you can’t climb

It sure gets lonely hanging round here
In a place where hopes and dreams go to die
I’m a mirror in a barroom 
Reflecting on the souls of those 
That love has left behind

I’m a mirror in a barroom 
Reflecting on the souls of those
That love has left behind

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