a song that i wrote, words, music and all so... here we are holding steady, we harbor the future and past roses and memories adorn walls that are long left behind shoulders and patches on jeans, i find, grow all the time but it's time now to say goodbye to the friends you thought that would be there beside you there's an old man and he has my eyes and he says 'my friend, it looks like you're doing just fine' here's to the ones who exist now solely as a print on a page hard to remember a year still i remember you dear and someday, when our story's all but told you'll say 'i never saw it comming' well i say you still have today