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April 26, 2005

Your Friend

When we first met, you could've had me
With a simple crook of your finger
But you were busy getting to know Your Friend
I shrugged it off as a lesson I had to learn
Cause I shouldn't have made a first flippant remark
And set about my search for The One among Many

One of the ones further down the line
Just happened to be Your Friend
The Siren sang me such a sweet little song
And she said, "I sing this for you"
Your remember? She told you that too
And she said, "If it weren't for this ocean"
You remember? She told you that too
And she said, "I have to be honest with only you"
You remember? She told you that too
And she told me many lies later uncovered
Your remember? She told you them too

And among those songs, broken promises and lies
We discovered each other again, finally
I held you at arm's length; you held me to the side
And Your Friend tried to make us lovers
But we played duck & dodge and escape & evade

I am no saint, I have stared elsewhere
Afraid to look at you with love's eyes
My real friend asked about you one day
And as I rattled off the chart of your charms
She said, "Isn't that what you've been looking for?"
So I trotted out my shopping/wish list
With a 12 ft DUH sign to sit atop
Which is when I realized I should reach out

I stood on your right and tapped your left shoulder
Whispering, "Yeah, I love you" for the very first time
And we danced to that tune for a very brief moment
While Your Friend danced the tarantella
Afraid you would find a song just for you
Afraid that the ocean was far too deep and wide
Afraid that someone would really be honest with you
Afraid that someone would say "I love you" and not lie

I shook her tantrum at her today
And she accused you & me of lies and deceit
I showed her the lack of crystal balls
And she called you to yell "don't go"
From what she says you've cancelled our plans
From what she says you've toyed with my heart
You could have awakened each morning
Wrapped in the warm arms of love
Instead you'll sleep alone with empty promises
You remember? This is Your Friend.

Posted by BlueWolf on April 26, 2005 11:29 PM