3am friends

are there any relations like those formed at 3am
twixt sober and hungover, twixt stranger and friend
the world is not right, and neither are you
things are rarely this raw, this honest, this true
you've both done things of which you're not really proud
things the waking world would not have allowed
and you're talking in a way your mouth often forbids
with a little slurring and with half-open eyelids
it is therapy for those too scared to admit that's something they need
it is sharing too much, the destruction of greed
even though in the real morning you'll be filled with shame
you'll look back and may not remember their name
right now you're both sat with back to grimy walls and the smell of stale piss
right now you don't care, right now this is bliss
because in this lonely world you've finally dropped your protection
because in this lonely world you've finally made a connection