She Divines My Tears

[good4somethingbum]

She Divines My Tears ©2018 Robert George BMI

When the clock chimes and the Witching Hour starts
Shadows of remorse return to stalk my heart
The bottle by my chair is like an hourglass
Its sand becomes a land without a blade of grass

Though the gin is dry
It can’t dry my eyes
Cos I’m cursed to never forget
After all these years, she divines my tears
She divines my tears
From the dust of regret

O if I had not betrayed her magic kiss
Then the night would not betray my heart like this
Cos she visits me and draws a salty stream
From a barren desert of repentant dreams

Though the gin is dry
It won’t dry my eyes
Cos I’m cursed to never forget
After all these years, she divines my tears
She divines my tears
From the dust of regret

Sadness is the deepest well
When it’s dug by sin
Mem’ries cast a spell on me
I know time will tell on me
When the night rolls in

Though the gin is dry
It can’t dry my eyes
Cos I’m cursed to never forget
After all these years, she divines my tears
She divines my tears
From the dust of regret

O she divines my tears
She divines my tears…