(Made Us Feel Like) Kings

A flower in the fence

For my friends and all our feats

I am waiting here with mind a' racing

Eleven on the books

In the span of seventeen

And out of breath from all the chasing

A thought here for the struggles

Just in case you did not speak

Or in case I did not feel like hearing

And a toast to all the miles

That made us feel like kings

And a graciousness to all that stayed