Run your car off the side of the road Get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere Or get yourself in a bind lose the shirt off your back Need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare This is where the rubber meets the road This is where the cream is gonna rise This is what you really didn't know This is where the truth don't lie You find out who your friends are Somebody's gonna drop everything Run out and crank up their car Hit the gas, get there fast Never stop to think 'what's in it for me?' or 'it's way too far' They just show on up with their big old heart You find out who your friends are Everybody wants to slap your back wants to shake your hand when you're up on top of that mountain But let one of those rocks give way then you slide back down look up and see who's around then This ain't where the road comes to an end This ain't where the bandwagon stops This is just one of those times when A lot of folks jump off When the water's high When the weather's not so fair When the well runs dry Who's gonna be there? | Find out who your friends are is a song I think everybody should know, that everybody should think about. It really puts a lot into perspective for me. The most recent example I have is that I was driving my friend Breezy home around two in the morning and I took a corner a little too fast, we ended up in the ditch more stuck in the dirt than the snow. We called Clayton, to pick us up more than anything because we were in the ditch facing oncoming traffic. But when he got there he began digging us out, he didn't have to do that and I owe him one. He is my new favorite. Not going to lie, the whole thing had me completely freaked out. We had also called breezy's brother and when he finally answered the phone and she asked him to come help us he said no... cool beans, (At least both of our dads came to help too). On another note though, I have a sinking feeling that most of my friends are only on the bandwagon when I'm on top of the mountain. I leave you with this: is it better to be on top all the time not knowing who your friends are, or to fall from that mountain devastated but finding out who your real friends are? What about when you're climbing that mountain and the friends you gain along the way, how do you know they are true? |
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