Had a Band

I had a band in days gone by,
One God, a rusty van and four goofy guys.
Time has passed on, haven't seen them in a while,
We made music and they made me smile.

We were loud when we spoke and loud when we played,
loud when we laughed and loudest when we prayed.
We weren't always right but not always wrong,
Alone we were nothing but together we were strong.

I had a band... and I miss the noise we made,
The brotherhood, the magic each time we played.
I miss the pounding drums and screaming guitars,
They weren't very pretty but they were ours.

I had a band... and this I truly say,
Thinking back and wondering when last we played.
Yes, we were a band... but verily in the end
I miss the music but most I miss my friends.