Soft soothing voices and acoustic guitars,
Lamenting the moon above, although we're higher,
Laughing and joking with no unhappy thoughts,
Beer bottles in hands, reflecting the fire.
Waves crash softly a way down the beach,
No fear of the tides having checked the tables that day,
Earlier we rode the waves, then left them reluctantly,
Watched the sunset from the cliffs and decided to stay.
Flames flicker happily, dancing through the night,
Refueled now and then by our pile of drifted wood,
We'll stay until the sun creeps back up in the East,
Then pile in cars and leave, later than we should.
Reminisce about the past and plan for the future,
Talk about important things, random things, whatever,
Misunderstand each others happy, drunken ramblings,
The subject's unimportant, we could talk forever.
There's a whole lot of love here, that's for sure,
The cliched chords and old songs highlight that fact,
And though we've been through a lot, all of us,
Our friendships still remain intact.
There will come a time when we will be separated,
We'd better make the most of it, in case that day's soon,
So hug everyone tight, share the cheeky spliff selflessly,
All sing our verses as we continue to serenade the moon.
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