Here's a song to all my friends
I know they'd like
I remember every drunken night at the old dive
Driving the ol'wreck
Trying to make it home somehow
One more pit stop at our favoritewatering hole
The ghost of 
Christmas pastswallowed all our pride
We'd open up our story booksand water down the eyesour demons raised their glasses singing"I propose a toast to my friends"
Who's buying the next round
Cup half empty 
Cup half full
Perspectives and beers
They weren't failure
Just the regulars of my favorite year
They come and gopaying their toll
From mobiles homes
Decaying old unsound minds
The ghost of 
Cristmas failuredancing to the click of time
The beating of defeat
Shaking in his handsa lifetime of retreat
And his regrets were ours
A time to say good-bye
I've been waiting so long for you to callmy old friend
To all my friends...