Vanilla and Whisky

[Intro] Vanilla and whisky Smoke in the night Books stacked high And a porch light [Verse 1] Silver in my hair Late nights quiet in the dark Stories in my hands A thousand words won’t sit still [Chorus] There’s a little faith, a little doubt A quiet storm tryin’ to figure out How to hold both loss and grace Still look at life straight in the face I am [Verse 2] Cartoons and philosophy Shelves of old memories Pages left blank Hostess and the one who hides Skeptic and believer Side by side [Chorus] There’s a little faith, a little doubt A quiet storm tryin’ to figure out How to hold both loss and grace Still look at life straight in the face I am [Bridge] Write too long Feel too much Open wide Pull back [Spoken Vocal] Maybe that's all I am. Maybe that's enough [Final Chorus] I am Vanilla, whisky, smoke and ink Contradictions true Both sides flipping back and forth Wherever it lands I am I am [Outro] Smoke in the night Porch light glowing Static fading Still going