Old Friends - William Ryan Key

In 1999 I was first learning to sin

Cranked up and hit the road

To grind some gears again

Break neck and reckless

I had a trail to blaze ahead

No counting cost or who I might have left for dead

Went looking for a river of gold

When my hometown was catching on fire

Left everyone I love in the smoke

While I got lost becoming a liar

Now I’m upsteam

I’m getting tired

And all those birthdays when

I just forgot to call

Heads were rolling

I was a poster on the wall

I’m not sure what it was

Hanging around my neck

I’m certain it had plans

To take what it could get

Went searching for the hollywood sound

And my old friends were cursing my name

I thought if I could burn out the sun

Then everyone would be with me in the shade

Wrong as I was I wouldn’t change

And all those birthdays when

I just forgot to call

I’m sitting on a mountain of guilt

That I finally started chipping away

Here hoping you could try to absolve

All the years that I was playing the game

I think that I’m turning homeward again

And I’m praying you will open the gates

Will you let me in

Let me stay