hard to forget how many times you have slipped

and resorted to your old friend alcohol

the only problem is he stopped being your friend long ago 

now he just wants to rule your life

i know how the process worked in me

until i was ready to get honest i just couldn’t see

the enemy wasn’t everyone else, the enemy was me

i had managed to put off anything that required me to change

that required willingness and work, both were in short supply 

but we all come to our River and somehow we know that any chance of hope 

rests on the other shore

we can swim, build a raft, or even a bridge

but we know in our innermost self that we have to cross

you are at your River brother, what are you going to do?