Here’s to the friends who’ve been lost along the way

to silence, to fury, to sleep,

and to the lessons we remember today

some that we laugh at, some which make us weep

 

For those who had held us in our times of need

but vanished as soon morning landed,

gone like a ghost who had died with the seed

the distance between us expanded

 

And to the bastards who drove us straight mad,

can’t regret half the words that I’ve said

at some point you mattered through happy and sad,

but life’s better without you instead

 

This one’s for those who were forced to let go,

through ending of cycles to peace

If I could be sure you know how I still miss you so,

I might feel something better, at least

 

Here’s to the friends that we’ve lost along the way,

who’ve helped, hurt, and loved without cost

in spite of the frustrating ache of heartbreaking

without you, I know I’d be lost

(Hour 14)