Hi and Lo

It would be nice to hear from you
You must be better than
When you used to call me for advice
All drunk and sad at 4 AM We both had lost our girlfriends
But our sense of humor never
In the summer we saved each other’s lives
By hanging out together
I’ve been high, but mostly low
A lifelong lodger on a dead end road
But I like mine to shine like gold
The darkest hour turns brighter than a rose
Than a rose…
The memories I still lean on In the current haze I’m in When we were so down, we’d toast the town
Like two black-hearted Irishmen
I don’t settle things with booze
Like I did for years
The guys that I still care about
In the stories that I hear
I’ve been high, but mostly low
A lifelong lodger on a dead end road
But I like mine to shine like gold
The darkest hour turns brighter than a rose
We didn’t get much further
Than a shoebox for a home
And our mattresses are gray with years
Of passing out in our street clothes
Now the hard times are behind us So let’s not be alone
And the bottom line, and this is mine
Dammit, we both got a phone
I’ve been high, but mostly low
A lifelong lodger on a dead end road
But I like mine to shine like gold
The darkest hour turns brighter than a rose
Than a rose…