Bourbon
Gallant Lyrics

I'm a headless horseman on quilted sand dunes
I feel lost and directionless, like a headless horseman trying to navigate through shifting, uncertain terrain.

With my neck wide open, I pray for refuge
I am vulnerable and exposed, desperately searching for a safe haven where I can find respite from the challenges and difficulties I'm facing.

'Cause since I've been found I've been living a life in cages
Despite being rescued or saved from whatever was holding me captive before, I still feel confined and restricted, trapped by my own fears, doubts, or insecurities.

Withering down to the champagne quicksand
The longer I expose myself to my negative feelings and behaviors, the harder it becomes to escape them. It's like sinking deeper into quicksand that's bubbling up around me like champagne.

Wrestling doubt I've been dragging around for ages
I'm struggling with feelings of uncertainty, self-doubt, or insecurity that have been weighing me down and holding me back for a long time.

I tried to let it drain but my veins are hopeless
I've tried to overcome my problems or negative patterns, but it feels like they are rooted deep inside me and I can't shake them off completely no matter how hard I try.

'Cause I loved in cold blood and got used to it
I've been hurt or damaged by someone's actions towards me, and it's made me cynical, cold, or detached in my own relationships, as if I'm expecting the worst to happen again.

Angels say trust the detox
I know that I need to let go of my negative patterns or behaviors and start fresh, and perhaps seeking help or support from others can help me do that.

But I'm shaking I need it like bourbon in my coffee cup
It's hard for me to give up or change my familiar habits and coping mechanisms, even if they're harmful or unhealthy for me. It feels like I need them as much as I need the comfort of bourbon in my coffee cup.

I'm a tritone bible with misprint logic
I have conflicting or confusing beliefs or ideas that don't seem to fit together or make sense logically, like a Bible with musical intervals that sound unpleasant or dissonant.

I count lunar cycles with faithless prophets
I'm trying to find meaning or guidance in something that seems mystical or spiritual, but I'm not sure if I can trust the people who claim to be experts or prophets in that field.

I'm a mountainless valley
I feel empty or hollow inside, like a valley that has no mountains to surround or uplift it.

Never comforted crashing
I never feel safe or secure, and it often seems like life is crashing down around me without respite or relief.

I'm just another stone on broken walls
I feel insignificant or helpless, like any effort I make to improve my situation is futile or pointless, like trying to rebuild a wall made of crumbling, broken stones.

Racing the winds in a hurricane
I feel like I'm struggling to keep up with the changes or challenges in my life, and it's exhausting and overwhelming, like trying to run against the winds of a hurricane.

I'm not as brave as I once was
I used to be more confident or fearless, but my experiences or struggles have worn down my courage and resilience.

I've been kicking these rocks in a river
I've been trying to move forward or make progress, but it feels like I'm just spinning my wheels or getting stuck on obstacles that I can't overcome.

And they've been sinking low, low, low, low, low
My efforts or hopes have been consistently falling short, and I'm feeling more and more discouraged or defeated as a result.

I mean, I lied, how long?
I'm not being completely honest with myself or others about how much I am struggling, and I question how much longer I can keep up the facade.

'Cause they've been sinking low, low, low, low, low
My actions or choices have been contributing to my problems, and I'm feeling the consequences of my own shortcomings and mistakes.

Won't keep a promise I can't make
I know that making promises or commitments that I can't fulfill will only make things worse, so I'm trying to be realistic or honest about what I can and can't do.

'Cause I loved in cold blood and got used to it
I'm still struggling with the emotional wounds and defenses that were caused by being hurt or betrayed, and I've started to believe that this is just how love works - it requires hardness and numbness to survive.

Angels say trust the detox
I keep hearing that the only way to heal or recover is by letting go of these defensive patterns or behaviors, and trusting that I can be vulnerable and open to others without getting hurt again.

But I'm shaking I need it like bourbon in my coffee cup
Despite my rational knowledge that I need to change, I'm still struggling with the emotional pull of my old habits and behaviors, and it feels like I can't function without them, like needing a shot of bourbon to make it through each day.

Low, low, low, low, low
I feel like I'm hitting rock bottom, with no clear path forward or hope for improvement.

We've been going low, low, low, low, low
It's not just me struggling - it seems like my whole world is going through tough times and feeling lost, lost, lost.

Going low, low, low, low, low
The repetition underscores the feeling of helplessness and despair - it's like an echo chamber of negativity that I can't escape from.

Low, low, low, low, low
I'm hitting rock bottom, and there's no guarantee that I'll bounce back up again anytime soon.