Making you stay 
These glory days
Why do they have to end?
With you my friend
Making your way

The older I get 
the harder I fit
Keeping it
Saving face
Keeping pace
Making the grade

Its funny how worlds collide
Taking it all in stride
Seemingly satisfied with this divide

From that first day
Deep in the Lake
Why did it have to end
With  you my friend
Floating away…?
The highest of highs, we’d improvise
High fives and fights like this
On Nights like this
I long for that day

Its funny how worlds collide

Taking it all in stride
Seemingly satisfied with this divide