Warm Bench

Crouched down on a bench in the middle of the trench
The A team is gone but the dream
The dream's still there
With the comfort of a beer
The summers treat me well the folks give me hell
The sun keeps me company but the moon
The moon set me free
I found a friend let's call him Sam
It's hard for me but this guy
He ain't give a damn
I could trust him all the time
As he could me
But Sam
He was a ghost to anyone but me

As we sat on the bench, reeking of stench
Someone said to us leave
Leave that beer
You're worthy of a career
Sam and I took a step outside our zone
The feeling of comfort of no longer being alone
The both of us cleaned up kinda nice
When we took a look in the mirror
We both had to check twice
We climbed society's fence as two new gents
And the dream
I now dream when I'm awake



Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Höglund
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