Down by the river

I sat down by the river

My only companion the alchohol burning in my liver

I thought of my past lives

But all that did was send a shiver

Down my spine just like a blizzard

What else could I have hoped for

I lived my life full but that life was lived poor

My only reward would be if my children would live more than I did

But cycles are hard to break

And if they don't get done in by their deeds they will surely get done in by mine.

Dairy