Harrison Whitford
Both My Friends
Sat out in the sun, fired everyone today
Well I was feeling done, half-asleep and half-awake
I lay in bed too long
When the day is born again, I'm gone
But that night on the roof, the city was living proof
Of something gone unseen
A song that I can hear, but cannot sing
And morning at my door
And everything I've loved and never seen fallen short
'Cause tonight, I died again once more
I miss both my friends
Yeah, I've got two of them
A week ago they left, and I've been thinking of them since
Where do you find a love that's worth it in the end, I guess?
My ego won't abide, and I'm useless when it comes to pride
And there's something gone unseen
A song that I can hear, but cannot sing
And morning's at my door
And everything I've loved and ever seen's fallen short
'Cause tonight, I died again once more
Can someone tell me why the side effects are advertised
Yet I still use my hands to grab ahold of what I can?
Desire makes the man everything he'll never be
And every second chance is born out of a tragedy