I Always Will

With an empty glass and a belly fed

In a rented room on a borrowed bed

In a building high and a gutter low

With the wood and smoke and a fires glow

I love you still

I always will

The telling of a chronicle

A wounded heart with a poison pill

I love you still

I always will

When my mind is stoned with it’s canon fire

And the world ain’t safe here in my desire

Well I cannot breathe all this evening air

With its honest touch and a lion’s stare

I am here now

No direction home

I’m just a silly man of human flesh and bone

Caught upon the story of our love

It tastes of honey with it’s bitterness enough

Caught upon the story our love

It tastes of honey

The bitter honey