My Friends - Hey Ocean!

My friends have different points of view

And some are cynical, and some are just confused by the issues

Sometimes we fight for days and days

Until I can’t recall what I was trying to say in the first place

But for better or for worse

Whether whispering secrets, or shouting 'till my voice is hoarse

Of all the friends I’ve made

And all the lost debates

There’s none that I would trade anything