Josh, Ryan, And Me

It started once and it hardly stopped
In the summer of '010
Like a powow of old spirits
Chasing clouds as they'd spill in
And there they'd sit in haggard rocking chairs
And they'd nod as the door creaked
And I'd smile over some Bayside
And it was Josh, Ryan, and me

The Fish felt less fantastic
And our young bones moved to still
So we'd clink and clank cold bottles
Oh, the stories we would tell
And though we could just make out the dawn wake
And hear the workweek breathe
It didn't matter much those nights
For Josh, Ryan, and me

And so we burnished beers by midnight
And pretended to be free
And whether we were or not was an afterthought
For Josh, Ryan, and me

When we'd venture from our confines
The lustre'd never drift
It just followed us to some other couch
Another late-night weeknight shift
And other folks would join with king cans
Like Brando, Ian, and Cactus Keith
And we all fit like a glove
Them and Josh, Ryan, and me

There were hearts we left behind
And others that left us
But we basked in all our glory
And swept the ugly rest with dust
And now they got their own little hovel
And it's further down the street
But I got a bike that works and a backpack full
For Josh, Ryan, and me

So we'll burnish beers by midnight
And pretend to be free
And whether we are or not will be an afterthought
For Josh, Ryan, and me