Gladness in a band of friends,
Laughs and pizza warming in the oven,
Now my glass is overflowing -
You see, there's Coca-Cola on the table,
What a headache seeping down into a giggle,
To be a fool in friendly company,
An evening with a band of friends.

Funny faces mark the days,
And childhood months slip into years,
Hazy times too full of cheers,
And loudest laughs,
To compact in rambling remembrances.

Praise him for these gracious days,
Where time is but a word, He holds them in his heart,
And holds them still.