My Little Treasures - Richard Hawley

My little treasures

I keep close to me

They give me so much pleasure

And some company

Cold beer in warm places

Heartbreak old faces

With my little treasures

You’re more than old bones

In some smaller measure

I’m never alone

Warm beer in cold places

Whiskey glass, storm chasers

Look at all these stars

Look at all these stars

Ever do believe it’s Jupiter and Mars

Look at all these stars

Look at all these stars

How did we ever get so far from here?

Lonely eyes

They for an age

And for a time

To tell the truth, oh it gets strange

The younger-I could not follow you

The older-I misremembers you

And for a while I will drink to you

And fill my cup with rage

With my little treasures

You’re more than old bones

Cold beer in warm places

Whiskey glass, storm chasers

Look at all these stars

Look at all these stars

Ever do believe it’s Jupiter and Mars

Look at all these stars

Look at all these stars

How did we ever get so far from there

To here

My little treasures

I keep close to me