I once had a friend with a fiery tongue
She blew sparks at the world, burning bridges down
If someone wasn’t right, they were wrong and we all had to bow
So she cut the thread and let me fall
I thought I was the one holding it
I once had a friend made of sunshine and muscle
She was friends with the river and taught me to smile
But her spirit was wounded and the religion won out
First she went, then I went, then we all fell down
I wonder if she’s sad for me as well.
I once had a friend, the first man to adore me
His hands were healing and music ran through his blood like a sea
His kindness was threatening to the boards on my soul
So I met his light with stones
Truth is I adored him, too.
I once had a friend with vibrations like an arrow
Always drawn back and ready to let go
The first to smoke, the first to joke, the first to help me make trouble
Eventually she let go of me as well
I guess it was inevitable.
I now have a friend with eyes for the stars
Wonder and safety are housed in his arms
But no matter how they came, no matter how they go
I think of them when the lights are off.
They were a part of me
I’ll die with their memories.