Making Friends at 40 Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq

[Verse]
Is this what we’ve come to?
Now that we’re reaching middle age
And we’ve left all youthful exuberance behind
A tolerable lifestyle and a reasonable wage
With few fun distractions left to find

[Verse]
Has the calling
The sole ambition of our youth
That burning yearning need to find our place
Pacified by years of learning that one finds deeming it uncouth
Leaving only lines from the false smiles on ones face

[Chorus]
We’re Making Friеnds, at 40
Yes we’re making friеnds, at 40
This is not how I imagined midlife to be
It’s really quiet exhausting in all honesty
Because we’re Making Friends, at 40
When it’s nice to make a friend
But with so many compromises
We may well have to pretend

[Verse]
What’s the connection?
How were we fated now to meet?
Or have I met you many other times before?
Did you marry an acquaintance? Did you move in down the street?
Please forgive me for these days I’ve never sure