A coupla friends walked a coupla blocks
Talked and strolled and sang along
Stopped by the Peet's coffee shop
Wrote down what was right and wrong
In their book of friendship forever
In the walk they knew would end never
Promises and trust touched the top
Fate and paths would not change ever
The couple blocks ended then
The talk and walk ended when
Promises still remained though
Time got knead tough as a dough
The clock ticked and it was a year over
Talks and the walks both were slower
Both had missions at a challenge
The shelf carrying their picture got lower and lower
Time ticked again, and it was a decade gone
Missions were over but they were all alone
The ropes were pulled oh so apart
The knots were broken and the book was torn
A thought flew across one of the minds
My friend oh my friend got lost somewhere
I wished I cared and waited there
That coffee shop, those couple blocks
Friendship forever we had written where
Now I have no one to talk and walk
Now I have no one that I wish I can lock
In the moments that I lived then
In the promises that I made when
But this world is small and round and round
Somewhere on this scented ground
I'll draw the arc that reaches my friend
the book that was torn, again we'll mend.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
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it reminds me of us in a way, right? :) what i like is the optimism ... ppl may drift apart for watever reason but there is hope...very well composed..
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