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Closer to deathBeen many miles since we last metStill, it seems like I stood still as time passed byThat year my pride did sting'Cause for a young man, it's a terrible thingTo realise for the first time that his mother was rightOh this old gin sling will keep me satisfiedAh yeah, the cold air won't blow and I can close my eyesAh she came to meHer eyes full of sorrow and empty of sleepAnd asked how it seemed I'd been doing alright (and I laughed)It was a trick that she taught meI drink so that I sleep without having dreamsAnd when I wake up in the morning, oh it is all I can do to surviveOh this old gin sling keeps me satisfiedThough it hurts me more than I know and takes away my mindOh but the closer I get to home, fills me with dread just to knowI'll be alone with a bottle on the shelfAll right...But I put it down, just as soon as I realisedOh that the hard times, they don't get betterSongtexteWhen life goes in the shadows of memoriesThe dark times make it hard to rememberAll the reasons the good times endedWe remain where others cannot dwellIt's not our place to fall where they fellDo you really think that makes anyone happy but yourself?Oh this old gin sling left me high and drySo I put it back on the shelf for a little whileAh but I still pull it down every now and againNot to toast what's gone before, but to all that remains, yeahOh always lost in memory, never to forgetLaying low with those ghosts is my only regret Aus Songtexte Mania