Friends in the Foyer

I remember singing with you Our friends in the foyer, come straight from the altar And I recall believing in truth But it seems like forever since I've really believed in anything So now I just sing it off These days I just drink it off So now I just sing it off, it off, it off I remember laughing with them Our friends in the forest, in that house on a mountain And in that cabin we got real drunk And on the ride back to Boston I weeped as I questioned the men and the women we'd become But now it's just a metaphor God up in the clouds, where is he now? But now it feels like Novocaine A drink on a warm night, something to soothe the pain I remember singing with you Our friends in the foyer too