My coffee in the morning used to have a bite.

A shot or two of whiskey or three would be just right.

Soon I'm drinking coffee morning, noon, and night.

Losing all the things I love with no end in sight.

By His grace and with your help I was pulled from the abyss.

Being prisoner to the booze I surely do not miss.

And far as coffee goes, I drink it every day.

But when I'm drinking coffee it's the Milky Way!