Old Friends
Joel Plaskett
Old friends in a deep groove
We still got something left to prove
(Repeat same chords as above throughout verse)
With no plans and no kids
And so much water under the bridge
Old friends in a new town
We donât need a reason to go get down
All I want to do
Is reminisce for an hour
Blow a kiss and devour
All the love in the world could be ours
Sour grapes turn to fine wine
They just need a few years on a winding vine
With my eyes shut and my mouth closed
I listen for the train and the whistle blows
Like a school bell or a rotary phone
Iâll go back to the well when I get back home
All I want to do
Is pretend for a night
That the endâs out of sight
For old friends I will leave on a light
Old friends on a new guitar
And thereâs so much whisky at the bar
All I want to do
Is disappear down the hall
In the mirror on the wall
And that look on your face says it all
All I want to do
Is pretend for a day
That the endâs still a light year away
For old friends who will say:
âWeâre you there, when the spirit spilled?â
Some kinds of love canât be distilled