Take me, old friend, to that long lost place
Where death lingers only to be seduced by life
Where demons are awed by an angels grace
And there's no baggage to cause me strife
Show me, old friend, that same old feeling
Where I don't care to remember anymore
But I dare not forget, either, for seeing
And there's nothing but songs about the moon and stars
Hold me, old friend, let this warmth be our new home
Where comfort is in a friend's crinkled nose
Where stories we tell grow as we forever roam
And our fears are just stories we compose
Take me, old friend, to that forgotten dream
And witness all that still remains to be seen














