A Goodbye Rye

Once upon a blue thing or two

Eyes in sight, the moon confused

We heard the sparks fly and we watched their lies

Some died in retreat, some in jealousy

You know boredom breeds, temptation in its wake

But do look at what temptation's done

The spirit is here in the hollow, a message at the bottom of the bottle

Oh, the sky tonight is gray, all the quiver and the quake

Reaching away goodbye rye

Been bled on down the road

But when the buzz was over, man

It was getting cold

The years are slow, so I lye low

Do you want your name to burn away?

Oh, but I decide, honey, will I ride?

Along and through and over you

Sleep shame, Reno's low behind in flames

So with your misty mist and your low land frame

Won't you sleep shame?