Here i will boast
About the family that I chose
About what's just a friday to the most

Cloudy night
Everything is alright
As a bottle of wine falls
On what's left of a table
that has lived it all
Rolling a joint
Making a point
On a too small of a couch
A moment of happiness
A moment in which all makes sense
A moment in which nothing matters
A moment of laughter
A moment of tears
That's all you'll find here
Hit the joint
Drink the wine
Everything is fine
Again
And be ready to restart
tomorrow  it's Saturday night