Distilling my spirit
100-proof, one grain, one drop at a time
Eyes glazed and half shut; sweat and tears turn to salt and lime
If out of sight is out of mind
Then I'm right where I should be
I'm running on fumes, I'm running on pride
Right now I think I'll run and hide

So carry on my friends
I'll make my peace, I'll make amends
Carry on my friends
I'll turn my back, I'll just pretend that

Out of sight is out of mind
And I'm right where I should be
I'm running on fumes, I'm running on pride
Right now I think I'll run and hide

Consider this muse;
Consider this the melody of you
Consider, for the moment
That loneliness is all I have left of you

If out of sight is out of mind
Then I'm right where I should be
I'm running on fumes, I'm running on pride
Right now I think I'll run and hide

Consider this muse;
Consider this the melody of you
Consider, for the moment
That loneliness is all I have left of you

Consider this muse;
Consider this the melody of you
Consider, for the moment
That loneliness is all I have left of you