Recorded live at the Bookbinders Open Mic, 6th December 2009.
Typical story of abandonment and uselessness.
What do I do now?
Chords: C Am C Am C Am G9 E G9 G9 E G
What do I do now with these free hours you left me
I can hang around town being all I can be
being all I can be hanging round
I'm milking the hunger like you said I do
but bruises linger on where your tender touch burned through
the thick skin I put on my wounds
And I will fill the days like you knew I would
writing songs about you instead of doing what I should
cutting logs for winter in the wood
I find it easy To work it to the bone
Just say yes to everything And take some distance home
Till the dot on the horizon is no more