All Our Friends

Tommy has a problem with drugs
He believes he’s a resurrection
Of a great political mind
He’s planning a revolution case
About to run, to embark on a great crusade
There’s a fortress around her heart
She’s holding a secret, they both hold a secret
In this city that we call home
These people we call our own
The drunken and lonely
The broken, despair
Almost famous, but not quite there
Under these stars and these wayward dreams
When everything falls apart we remain
The lovers, the losers, the beggars, the choosers
The chosen ones, the promising futures
These are all our friends
These are all our close associates
These are all our friends
'Till the end, 'till the end, 'till the end, 'till the end
Now
When, far away, the sun casts a shadow on my day
I figured, what we’ve all become
The scripted was written for our different ways
The young aspirations, the infinite mind
The hopes and the dreams that our collide
Heroes of football, leaders of men
The poets, the prophets and these future kings
The scars of abuse in the jail we’ve stolen
Affecting the lives and the choices we’re making
Already chosen, the winners and losers
Just to the losers, the promising futures
These are all our friends
These are all our close associates
These are all our friends
'Till the end, 'till the end, 'till the end, 'till the end
Now
These are all our friends
The lovers, the losers, the promising futures
These are all our friends
'Till the end, 'till the end, These are all our friends
(These are all)
These are all our
(These are all)
These are all our friends
(These are all)
These are all our
(These are all)
These are all our friends