Friends in Exile
remember me, remember you
among the ranks, two of a crew
free as a bird to waste our time
among the young, among the blind
sing with me now the strange refrain
of what we were and what remains
look at you now, lost in the weeds
mind in the gutter, ass in the breeze
we men of means
hung up on high
cut from the tree
cast from the tribe
to waste away and wonder why
to make a baby and bleed it dry
among the ranks, two of a crew
free as a bird to waste our time
among the young, among the blind
sing with me now the strange refrain
of what we were and what remains
look at you now, lost in the weeds
mind in the gutter, ass in the breeze
we men of means
hung up on high
cut from the tree
cast from the tribe
to waste away and wonder why
to make a baby and bleed it dry
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Writer(s): Joshua Arnoudse, Rakhal Sastri
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