Funny How

Back when life was a Friday night

Cheap wine, loud rooms, no end in sight

Dreams on the wall, friends piled in

We swore we were kings… and that was it

Didn’t know much, but we knew enough

That the world was wide and we were tough

Funny how you miss what you laughed about

Now it’s early calls and late nights too

Shaking hands with men I barely knew

Suits and smiles, a practiced tone

Big rooms that still feel empty when I’m home

They said chase the gold, chase the name

Play it smart, play the game

Funny how the finish line keeps moving

They told me what to want, what to be

Funny thing is… they never asked me

Guess I nodded once and played along

Now machines write songs, drive the cars

Everybody’s famous in their own backyard

We chase the stars, we bend the light

Still can’t tell love from a Friday night

Funny how the more we know, the less we know

Is it one good love and a quiet life

Is it long nights out or home by five

Is it standing still or running free

Funny how none of it waits for me

But I got friends I’d call at midnight

I got nights I still smile about

I got a long road left and a glass of “we’ll see”

I don’t have it all figured out…

But I’m getting there now

I don’t have the answers, never did

But I stand a little straighter every time I slip

Still moving forward, nice and slow

Learning what matters… letting the rest go

Funny how the truth shows up that way

Right when you stop chasing yesterday