Hit And Miss

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
Free, free
We’ll never be pulled down
Free, free
We won’t be pulled down
Free, free
Won’t be pulled down