Hello my old friend Seems that we've met again And I know the drill Fear in the let go Run in the shadows So it goes Hello my old friend Now I know your intent Gray, black and fill Dirt under my nails Wind in my torn sails Money I would spend it all to clear my name Funny how wasted time can feel this way Write it off as, yet another day Calling on your name and finally turn the page Finally turn the page Money I would spend it all to clear my name Funny how wasted time can feel this way Write it off as, yet another day Calling on your name and finally turn the page Finally turn the page Money I would spend it all to clear my name Funny how wasted time can feel this way Write it off as, yet another day Calling on your name and finally turn the page Lessons from the sage