Bottle - Paul Weller

Where has my bottle gone

Where is the man I was

And not this black eyed dog

Who barks away at night

Tiny fragments deep and real

Unforgiven but always true

Are the only truths I now

The ones I hang on to

Farewell my old true love

Goodbye this town

I can no longer live this life

Not knowing up from down

Tiny pieces in a grass

Unforgiving but always true

Are the only truths I know

The few I hang on too…