Friend - it’s been so long
Since I did see you.
Feel the wind blown merit.
I’ll admit, I’ve been so terrified.

I hope you have more to smile about,
Even to cry about,
Than I remember you did last time.

Thinking of your old songs,
You’ve got so much pride.
Much more than I.
But I know you always let yourself down.

Don’t be sad - cuz I know tomorrow will come.
And I promise you can borrow my lung
To take in a breath of that wind blown merit.

We never fought another boy
To prove that we grew up
Quicker than them, but maybe
We should lift up our rock
Display the passion that we hold
I always hoped that your’s would save me.

In our modest mob, you’re the consigliere
Sometimes you scare me
With all the destruction you put yourself through.
We’re doing drinking - the supply in the dam is gone
Such damage done.
I stay in bed til one,
But you hibernate til the moon steals the spotlight.

We could have, maybe we should have evolved together
In so many ways, we may never know.
Did fate stop our growth?
And next time we play will it feel the same?
Lord, how am I supposed to pray,
If it’s not through our songs?
Could you lend my friend some lungs,
To take in a breath of that wind blown merit.

We never fought another boy
To prove that we grew up
Quicker than them, but maybe
We should have lifted up our rock
Display the passion that we hold
Been thinking of that lately.

We never fought another boy
To prove that we grew stronger
Than them, but maybe
We should have lifted up our rock
And thrown it in their face,
Head back the way we came.

Some say God is good,
But I’m sure you’d say spineless.