Half Bottle Of Wine

For the first time in my life

I don't want to go home

maybe tomorrow for the reuniting

tonight I want to be alone

the water is receding

you can see the stains on the wall

thank god the summer's over

beaten back by the fall

Some are filling up the churches

others filling up the bars

some escaping on greyhound buses

others in rental cars

to Phoenix Arizona

or Philadelphia PA

man they can't wait to get there

but they won't want to stay

chorus:

so batten down the hatches

the world has gone away

and all that you got left

are bills that you can't pay

and waterlogged photographs

some still clinging to that twine

my last half bottle of wine

A smile turns to a grimace

when a welcome is worn down

just how much room is there

in these quiet little towns?

with the white picket fences

and zoned to ease the mind

of those who hide behind the wall

that others left behind

chorus

the label got washed away

so I'm not sure of the year

but when you can't drink the water

you better not drink the beer

chorus

What happens when you've lost things

you never knew you had

and you come home to a frontyard

filled with graveyard slabs

Aaron sings what Randy wrote

'about clear down to Plaquemine

well...we're down to 6 feet of water

and my last half bottle of wine

chorus