Waterline - Lloyd Cole

Well, it used to be everything was fine

Everything I saw was mine

All I had to do was write it down

You’d just be there with your perfect frown

I made up my mind

I traded holy water for cheap wine

And I ran out of time

It used to be everything was fine

Everything I saw was mine

One fine day, you might say

That I threw it all away

Because I made up my mind

I traded holy water for cheap wine

And I ran out of time

Or something that I can’t define

I traded my whiskey for your wine

Leaving my river running dry

And a waterline

You might say I wasted my time

You might say, well, I don’t mind

I ran out of time

Or something that I can’t define

I traded holy water for cheap wine

Leaving my river running dry

Leaving just a waterline