The Mist from Dolly EP by Patsy Clone

I'm an excellent navigator slipping through the mist
All around me shrouded clouds, slipped on ice, I slipped a disc
I really wish I wasn't here, I keep forgetting I exist
I don't know how I got so lost heading into the abyss

But whiskey makes you warmer
It's a taste you can't resist
And not thinking makes you calmer
Now I think I get the jist

Now the mist turns purple black slipping through the night
I roll into a quiet town, a peacemaker looking for a fight
Meeting God in gutters, kebab Eucharist takes a bite
And I'm bleeding from the fall, through the mist I see no light

I see nothing at all but I stumble on anyway
But whiskey makes you warmer
It's a taste you can't resist
And not thinking makes you calmer
Unless there's something I might've missed
Now I think I get the jist

• 90s
• Alternative
• alternative rock
• indie
• United Kingdom