Your silence seemed to say it all
Much more than bitter agony
So hard to hear you call
And when fell the burden fell on me
This gathering of fallen angels
Can't seem to put our pride to rest
Our halos rust with pieces tangled
In memories we fail to repress
CHORUS:
We tried so hard
To turn this blood to embers
Those fires came and passed
Those moments come and fade
We drove so far
Our bruises still so tender
Nothing good will last...
We never were good anyway-yay-yay!
{Break}
{Break swells and falls back, spoken softly}
"I do not wish to treat friendships daintily, but with the roughest courage. When they are real, they are not glass threads or frost-work, but the solidest thing we know."
{Chorus}
We never were good anyway-yay-yay!!
We never were...no we never were...
Nice boys don't play rock...nice boys don't rock
Nice boys don't ever stay
We never were good anyway-yay-yeah...
Author notes
I'm not sure if it came across this way, but I meant for this to be a tribute to friendship, in that, at times they can be tried to the point of almost breaking, but true bonds will survive. This is loosely based on a situation I found myself in recently...
