the drunkards

The drunkards we see

Some we hear stories

Of lives they lead

The day and night drinking

Beers, whisky and brandy

They spend money like water

Seeping through their fingers

They forget their responsibilities

In the dead of night

Some can't drive back home

Some sleep on the public corridors

Dreaming of castles and princesses

Some can find in the parks

They don't know where they are

When they drink to the high

Everywhere is the same thing

They are hard to change

They are hooked to the dark night

Beers, whisky and brandy

The eyes watery living in their dreams