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sitting on this lonely barstool

tears swell in my eyes

but I wont cry

candlelight's illuminates the crowded bar

and I'm here all alone



alone is nothing new to me

a familiar kind of pain

here we go again

emotions feel all the same



mom is on the phone again

claiming how she cares

but in the end

I'm here alone

lost without a friend



johnny cash

ring of fire

plays in the background

george bush is on the TV

talking about things

i can't understand



bartender...



serve me again

the bottle has always been my friend



news papers

filled with war

kidnappings

and mothers killing children



so much pain

in this world today

peoples homes no longer

stand

turmoil on american soil

tsunami's in Japan



but here on this lonely

road

i stand

facing my own storms

fists balled hands.

that is... after i set

down my empty glass