Winebringer from Winebringer by Palmer T. Lee

In the space between a tickle and an itch
you'll find love and anger and what the difference is.
See, I ain’t been making ends meet in going on three months.
The wood shed ran dry some time last night
and I've been wishing you'd come cover me up.
But I know it's colder up there,
and even colder in there.
Just tell me. Where did you go? Winebringer

All my friends know I was not sober
for the entire month of October.
I was working hard to spend an entire summer's wages,
trying quiet these voices,
trying to quell these rages.
But not a single glass contained the medicine you poor.
I'm just spoiled now and begging for more.
So tell me. Where did you go? Winebringer

God's a slack jawed moonshine stiller
tucked away in the Cascades.
You're the buxom, flirty tender
I can't believe the fool I made.
I got sloppy and passed out on your floor.
While I was sleeping you just swept me out the door.
So tell me. Where did you go? Winebringer

• Folk
• indie folk
• singer-songwriter
• Olympia