From the recording Blarney Stoned

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Written by Mark Vick
Produced by- Danny McGaw
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by- Danny McGaw
@Northern Sky Recording
Performed by- Blarney Stoned
Alexis Barclay- Bass, Vocals
Chad Brothers- Acoustic Guitar, Vocals
Havilah Bruders- Vocals
Matt Davis - Drums, Percussion, Vocals
Danny McGaw- Percussion
Susan Newton - Fiddle, Vocals
Shawn Sweeney- Mandolin, Vocals
Dane Talley- Banjo, Piano, Organ, Vocals
Mark Vick- Acoustic Guitar, Penny Whistle, Lead Vocals

Lyrics

There is the porch swing
Where we used to sit
What once was a comfort
Just needs to be fixed
The old swing is empty now
Like a cold dark cave
When the mind is a prison
You can dig your own grave

Where have you gone?
Since you've gone away
I talked to the walls
They got nothing to say
Well I am still here
But the wine's almost gone
Each day I get weaker
While the whiskey grows strong

It's easy to live
Inside an old memory
Stuck in a world
That's pure fantasy
For the time that's been wasted
Well there's nothing to show
When the mind is a prison
And there's no place to go

Where have you gone?
Since you've gone away
I talked to the walls
They got nothing to say
Well I am still here
But the wine's almost gone
Each day I get weaker
While the whiskey grows strong

Gonna pick myself up
Get up off my ass
Knockdown the cobwebs
Gonna shake off the past
Well it's just moving forward now
One step at a time
Escaping the prison
That I built with my mind

Where have you gone
Since you've gone away
I talked to the walls
They still got nothing to say
Well I am still here
But it's time to move on
The bottle is empty
And the whiskey's all gone
Yeah, the bottle is empty
And the whiskey's all gone