Absynthe Makes The Heart Grow Fonder - Lyrics - Jason Webley

Jason Webley is an American musician known for his fusion of folk, experimental and alternative music. He began as a street performer, playing accordion in the streets of Seattle, Washington, but has since moved in-doors and on stage, playing various venues.

After a couple glasses, the floorboards don't feel so secure And I'm afraid I could really go down tonight I'm outnumbered by the ashes, held hostage by the door And the air in here is so damn loud tonight I've got this old four-by-six photograph, your face pressed against my shoulder Little pools of salt mark where tears have dried I've got this big needle stuck in my chest so deep it's starting to tickle A thousand miles from the chimera I chase, love is a sadness with a face There's a darkness in all wanting, my intentions all feel stained And the devil keeps filling my glass tonight My adrenaline is clotting, the faces in here all seem strange But I just want to touch something that will last tonight If I could just taste sip of an answer, maybe I could break out of this drunkard's prison I'm homesick for a place I might have never seen Something more than these old feet brought me here, so these feet can't take me away I didn't get here on my own, whoever brought me here is gonna have to bring me home I've got this old four-by-six photograph, your face pressed against my shoulder Little pools of salt mark where the tears have dried Something more than these old feet brought me here, so these feet can't take me away I'm a thousand miles from the chimera I chase, home is a sadness, not a place