Old Friends

I haven’t picked up and dropped enough addictions to excuse my fickle soul
My overactive, agitated mind lost the fight with my contentment long ago
If there’s a god, god bless the boys who pull me up from the lows

Praise Howlin’ Wolf, Dylan
Praise Little Feat and Morrison

When my obsessions and deflections with the what could have been drive me out of my mind
When I’m pouring over pages and fixating on the endings that good intentions can’t re-write
Well if theres a god, god bless the girls who always shine a light

Praise Etta James and Joplin
Praise Haliday and Franklin

Old friends, that bring a little healing
Old friends, there when you need them
Old friends
Old friends

When I’m distracted by the actions and decisions that I didn’t take along the way
When the ghost of my regret haunts the high I can’t forget because my heart won’t let it lay
Well if there’s a god, god bless the ones who always know what to say

Praise Ben E King and Solomon
Praise Joanie and Wilson

Old friends, that bring a little healing
Old friends, there when you need them
Old friends, the kind you can believe in
Old friends
Old friends
Old friends
Old friends
Old friends