Stealing Coins From A Church Fountain Poem by Nicholas Neato

We were only kids then
As human as I could get
I never really got with the program
Wasn't even sure who was running it

But way back then
We were better friends
Better then friends had ever been

I wouldn't trade it for the world
My life, these memories
Of all my dearest friends
And what we felt we were meant to be

Ethan, you'll always be my best friend
In life and in death and all above
You've helped me more then you could ever know
And I could never thank you enough.

Me, you, and Jonathon
At one in the morning
Siren and lights and the boys in blue
Jumping, sliding, and running
They could never catch our crew
Just to brilliant, we're just to cunning

Sometimes to good for our own good

Then there's Billy and Randy
And Dan, Steven, Eric, and Ross
We ran the streets like we were boss
No one could collect from us, we already paid the cost

We were just kids
Just trying to get our kicks
Stealing coins from the church fountain
We just did whatever we did

We've seen it all
We've done it all
We've been it all
Not afraid to take the fall

Your the best
The best friends anyone could ask for

And if you feel like I've left you out
My deepest apologies
I want you to know I love you all
Would do anything to make you pleased

Those people, that place
I miss 'em so damn bad
Because they make the south, so damn great