"To All My Friends"
Here's a song to all my friends I know they'd like
I remember every drunken night at the old dive
Driving the ol' wreck
Trying to make it home somehow
One more pit stop at our favorite watering hole
The ghost of Christmas past swallowed all our pride
We'd open up our story books and water down the eyes
Our demons raised their glasses singing,
"I propose a toast to all my friends."
Who's buying the next round?
Cup half empty, cup half full
Perspectives and beers
They weren't failures
Just the regulars of my favorite year
They come and go paying their toll
From mobile homes
Decaying old unsound minds
The ghost of Christmas future dancing
To the beat of time
The meaning of defeat
Shaking in his hands
A lifetime of retreat
And his regrets were ours
A time to say goodbye
To all my friends
We've been waiting so long for you to call
My old friend
To all my friends... [x4]
"Aww, yeah. God we are so good."
Thanks to pedro for these lyrics