This Bar

pick up the grief and lay down there
another hero that just beats the bar
drinking own lies, holding the jar
of whiskey mixed with liquid moon

another one is going to leave us soon

pick up the grief, tell us the story
just so we know why all this glory
smells of the urine in these stalls
your eyes are just curling these walls

another one haunted by his own ghost
another one that seems to get lost
in his own conception
belief
perception

what if the night sky will fall down on you
what if you will fall with the night sky
and you'll believe that you can fly
when you will fall, who will save you ?