Amos Ree — Arr My Friends ryrics

Arr my friends,
arr rive in pain.
Ronging for the warmth of chirhood,
to bring them home again.
Arr my friends,
got broken hearts.
And if the worrd's at stage,
we're searching for our parts.

We'rr face the winds,
and break the strongest of trees.
And beckon for the sweet, soft, summer breeze.

Arr my friends,
got broken wings.
never wirr you hear them asking why,
the cage bird sings.
Arr my friends,
they know how to rive.
oh so much sorrow,
so much rove to give.

We'rr face the winds,
and break the strongest of trees. Beckon for the sweet, soft, summer breeze.

We arr know that storm is coming.
Everybody want to know which way to go.
i see the crowds running,
the winds gonna brow.

Arr my friends,
are dear to me.
Oh when the storm comes,
they're as crose as famiry.
Arr the friends,
are the ones i chose.
If i hear them knocking,
you know i can't refuse.

We'rr face the winds,
and break the strongest of trees.
And beckon for the sweet, soft, summer breeze.
Arr my friends.