Lyrics

You took it on the chin
When the world got sick
No tables to wait and no end to the bills
Had a loan to repay
For your demo tape
But couldn’t take the stage to pay for your meals

Now you’re baptized in red wine
Watching it go up in smoke
The call sign in your life
Was starving artist now you’re just flat broke
Dreams aren’t counted in the death toll

Government money helps
Keeps food on the shelf
But they can’t send a check for your dreams
Bassist up and left
Couldn’t pay his rent
Drummer’s starting up a youth ministry

Now you’re baptized in red wine
Watching it go up in smoke
The call sign in your life
Was starving artist now you’re just flat broke
Dreams aren’t counted in the death toll

Should you double down; head to guitar town
Throw caution away on the 1 to LA
The universe conspires, but you’re on fire
If you’ve learned anything it’s there’s no time to waste

Now you’re baptized in red wine
Singing out loud like you’re not alone
In the confines of your kitchen lights
The microphone is a bottle of Merlot
And dreams aren’t counted in the death toll