Tom: A
A
Closer to death
Bm
Been many miles since we last met
E F#m D A
Still, it seems like I stood still as time passed by
A
That year my pride did sting
Bm
'Cause for a young man, it's a terrible thing
E F#m D A
To realise for the first time that his mother was right
Bm F#m D A
Oh this old gin sling will keep me satisfied
Bm F#m D A
Ah yeah, the cold air won't blow and I can close my eyes
A
Ah she came to me
Bm
Her eyes full of sorrow and empty of sleep
E F#m D A
And asked how it seemed I'd been doing alright (and I laughed)
A
It was a trick that she taught me
Bm
I drink so that I sleep without having dreams
E F#m D A
And when I wake up in the morning, oh it is all I can do to survive
Bm F#m D A
Oh this old gin sling keeps me satisfied
Bm F#m D A
Though it hurts me more than I know and takes away my mind
F#m D A E
Oh but the closer I get to home, fills me with dread just to know
F#m D A
I'll be alone with a bottle on the shelf
All right...
A Bm E F#m D A
A Bm E F#m D A
But I put it down, just as soon as I realised
D A F#m
Oh that the hard times, they don't get better
D A F#m
When life goes in the shadows of memories
F#m E
The dark times make it hard to remember
D A
All the reasons the good times ended
D A F#m
We remain where others cannot dwell
D A F#m
It's not our place to fall where they fell
F#m E A
Do you really think that makes anyone happy but yourself?
Bm F#m D A
Oh this old gin sling left me high and dry
Bm F#m D A
So I put it back on the shelf for a little while
F#m D A
Ah but I still pull it down every now and again
E F#m D A
Not to toast what's gone before, but to all that remains, yeah
F#m D A
Oh always lost in memory, never to forget
E F#m D A
Laying low with those ghosts is my only regret
