Fell off the wagon
I lost my grip upon the reins
Time is dragging
I think I need a drink again
No one sees me
Live between heartbeats and my
Breathing is shallow
I was depending on them
My two white horses
Need them to pull me along the road
See them racing
Escaping way beyond control
Their [bad word] quicker than my soul
They left me gasping in the cold
And now I’m broken by the road

I think I need a drink, so

I hit the bottle
Think of my friends and lovers too
Play some music
Unlock the cages in the Zoo
No one sees me
Live between heartbeats and my
Breathing is shallow
I need [bad word] 
I think I hear voices
I call them in because I can
Call the demons
 [bad word] to help me in my plan

Back on the wagon
Smoking a pipe and wearing a hat
Got a nagging
Feeling I’m growing old and fat
No one sees me
Live between heartbeats and my
Breathing is shallow
I’m independent, riding
Into the sunset
Watching the shadows stretching
I’m on the wagon
Hoping I won’t fall off again.