Cumbersome Comfortably Numb

The moon hangs low, shadows dance in the night,

A lonesome guitar strums, echoing my fright,

Whiskey flows slow, like the tears on my cheek,

Lost on this road, feeling broken and weak.

Jack Daniels burns, memories that haunt me,

Oh, these shadows, they whisper my name,

In the dark of the night, I’m lost in my shame,

With each passing moment, this pain won’t subside,

I’m just a simple man, with nowhere to hide.

Old boots on the porch, they’re gathering dust,

Pictures of the past in the wind they must rust,

I wander these fields, with ghosts by my side,

Searching for solace where sorrow can’t hide.

Dark clouds roll in, like my heart in the storm,

Oh, these shadows, they whisper my name,

In the dark of the night, I’m lost in my shame,

With each passing moment, this pain won’t subside,

I’m just a simple man, with nowhere to hide.

So I’ll keep on walking this road all alone,

In this dark country, I’ve made my home,life has become combersom,I have become comfortabley numb