Shot In The Arm - The Guild League

I awoke all hung withdrawn and sordid

If eyes are windows on the soul

Then mine were locked and boarded

My body;

numb, in pain from the neck up

Which seemed more suited

To a prisoner or a shallow dive

That’s poorly executed

Where had all my money gone?

A damp receipt alluded

To a tab and taxi flag-fare

That my bank-card had saluted

And I couldn’t tell you how

I made it home before the sun

Or pick the barman from a police line-up of one

I’m in the dark with a shot in the arm

Falling glass and a rising alarm

I’m in the dark with a shot in the arm

I’ve tried to trace my tracks

From their beginning to conclusion

But there’s not a lot that

Hasn’t just been lost in the confusion

To that guilt-induced amnesia

All my memories succumb

Bar your beauty, your kindness and the stupid things I’ve done

In the dark with a shot in the arm

Falling glass and a rising alarm

I’m in the dark with a shot in the arm

Shook off that cold somehow

I can wear short sleeves now

It’s ice behind my brow

The inner-north sea is staying calm

It’s my past that’ll do you harm