The End of a Dream A tribute to Townes Van Zandt (© 2012, Roy Williams) What’s it gonna be maybe a genius or maybe a mad man The difference a shot glass away An ounce or a gallon a meal or a song My body feels weak still I play The strength of my passion survives every pain ‘Til the straws I grasp come unglued again Chorus I built my foundation on whiskey and drugs Please be here to hold me when it crumbles to dust If I could ask one thing when my life is just a memory Take my silent guitar play me a river sing me a sea Sing ‘til the world overflows in your heart The End of a Dream’s not a bad place to start What’s it gonna be my best friend or my own worst enemy Indifference though free has a price Reckless abandon why do it why not I roll with them acid-stained dice Deserts and cities visions and sounds I get lost in irrelevance and towns Chorus I built my foundation on whiskey and drugs Please be here to hold me when it crumbles to dust If I could ask one thing when my life is just a memory Take my silent guitar play me a river sing me a sea Sing ‘til the world overflows in your heart The End of a Dream’s not a bad place to start There’s a story in sadness poetry in pain meaning in madness call me insane I write with a bottle play with a gun travel this land on the back of my thumb Roll down the window light up a spliff and take in the stuff dreams are made of Watching life unfold through the broken lens of my aching heart Take my silent guitar play me a river sing me a sea Sing ‘til the world overflows in your heart The End of a Dream’s not a bad place to … Play me a river sing me a sea Sing ‘til the world overflows in your heart The End of a Dream’s not a bad place to start The End of a Dream’s not a bad place to start Play me a river (The End of a Dream) Sing me a sea (not a bad place to start) … … …