Losses and Scars

Two old friends, sitting at a dining room table
Telling stories half imagined and half true
Smoothing out the rough parts
We recreate the past
And we can laugh at all the dark parts now
Cause we both made it through

But not without some losses and some scars
But those times, they made us who we are

The bottle on the table, is sitting nearly empty
A heavy silence with the things still left unsaid,
We're both cowards and we know it,
And masters of the art of making punchlines out of tragedy
And heading off to bed

But not without some losses and some scars
But these weaknesses, they made us who we are

I drove back to the shore,
To try to get back to the place it all began
And I don't know, how I got from where I was
To end up where I am,
How'd I end up where I am?

Half remembered faces, now just shadows on the wall,
God willing I hope to see my friends again,
Although we say we'll always be there
We face most things alone
And each of us just carries our own load in the end

But not without some losses and some scars
But these burdens, they made us who we are
they made us who we are

They made us who we are
But that only goes so far
It's just explaining where I am,
I took a while to understand, it ain't the cards the make the man,
But how I choose to play that hand