Hit and Miss

...and the old days

How did anyone make it through them that way

We fought it all

All the problems that we saw

But we couldn't see straight...

And for all the nights I missed

Because the whiskey stole them away

We'd still wake up

We'd still step up

And defend what we could

With clouded heads

We'd turn around

To knock each other down

To help each other up

Eyes half shut with out-stretched arms...

We had times

Where we sure lived like we could never die

We stood strong

Against those that would knock us out

But we've all been down...

And for all the friends I miss

That aren't with me here today

We still wake up

After we dream of

The days and the nights

We found ourselves wrecked...

We still wake up

After we dream of

The day we find ourselves free

Although blind at times we see

Never forgot to mention intent dissension will to be free

We'll never be pulled down

We'll never be pulled down

We won't be pulled down