Fighting The Good Fight

Dearly beloved

We're all here tonight

For a similar reason

We're fighting the good fight

But the weather does keep us inside

We haven't known him

For terribly long

But his wall is filled with ghosts

Who are never going to hear

And they're singing

And keeping me sane

And I look out the window

And it's started to rain

So many friends

So many friends

So many friends

And all of you people

Are part of my soul

Cause we are connected

And part of the whole

And I don't have to see you

To know where you are

'Cause we just need some whiskey

And an out-of-tune guitar

So many friends

So many friends

So many friends

Dearly beloved

We're all here tonight

For a similar reason

Fighting the good fight