"We met in the parking lot, a 40 in your hand. I liked to sing out loud, you played guitar in a band..."

So things change and that's all well and good, but it still sucks when you feel like you're losing a friend.  We spent 2 years putting my words to your music and I miss it.  So here's the first serious song we made, a song I wrote about you, and it short and simple but when we played it it meant something.

Broken

How did you know where I'd be

Just when I was looking for me

No rush but afraid to go slow

Be patient, I just want you to know

I'm broken, but that's how the light gets in

Uneasy, not quite ready for this to begin

Do I jump in, or do I do this alone

Caught between running and the safety of my home

I'm still young, so why is this on my mind

I feel like I'm running out of time

I'm broken, but that's how the light gets in

Uneasy, not quite ready for this to begin

Been kept down without the hope for air

There's got to be something better out there

Am I good enough

Can I be strong enough for you

Will you take me as I am

Or will this too fall through

I'm broken, but that's how the light gets in

Uneasy, not quite ready for this to begin

Been kept down without the hope for air

There's got to be something better out there

You've got to be the something out there

Miss you.