Codeine Dream

Prayin' on the north wind To lead me to my door Thumbing through my greenbacks Swearin' I made more Some cruel nightly cycle Leaves me cryin' on a motel floor But I don't cry for you anymore For many a dark hour I look up to the sky Many unkind thoughts Are laid on my hazy eyes Sometimes, I get to thinkin' "Why wait around to die?" But I don't think of you So I get by Every day it seems My whole damn life's Just a codine dream I don't dream of you Anymore The sun is gone away now Green grass turns to brown Every December, it gets a little bit harder To lay that bottle down It's more than just the weather That plagues this prairie town But I won't be seein' you When I come 'round Every day, it seems My whole damn lifes's Just a codine dream I don't dream of you Anymore