A Letter to My Old Friend, Daniel

Look at us, the two of us I don't think - I don't think We were supposed to make it very far So, look at us now We roar out songs We speak the truth even if we hurt Look at how big our hearts have gotten Don't tell me that you've forgotten! Well, you look here and remember this: I will always wish you luck And you will always have a spot at my table Keep that heart big It keeps the art sick