Moody Drunkard Blues

A song I wrote after gettin high on Syd Barrett’s work!

Theres a tempo variation, actually a glitch while recording! I let it be cuz it added 2 the driftiness of the song!

Find an alternate version here:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=wEzQc8Se9EE

Lyrics:
(Intro)
Empty roads, wet buckets of sand
Filled with golden nuggets of random
Thoughts Drifting.. Through my head
I know I can think
Baby I know I can think
But cant hold on to my thoughts

Crimson furniture lie in my
Solitary room remind me of the
Days that.. That you were
Lying in my bed
Baby Lying in my bed
I know you were lying to me dear
I know you were lying to me dear

Empty roads, wet buckets of sand
Filled with golden nuggets of random
Thoughts Drifting..
(outro)