A Song I Wrote for a Friend I Love

I'm sorry that she's gone and that you're scared and cuz you're scared I'm scared
I'm sorry that there's pain and you have pain and that your pain is my pain
I'm sorry that we connect without sex
Why can't we see the love there?

How can you tell an angel to stay here?
How can you tell a prophet not to listen to her fears?
Why fit your love in a suitcase?
Why fix a problem when it's not a problem in the first place?

We could hide away in a mansion and look to self expansion
Ignore the crowd
Unless we got too loud
Then the crowd would want to bleed us
Unless they felt inclined to meet us
Tear away and greet us
And help mystify our lives as we would help mystify theirs as well

We could run away to the mountains
Get drunk off pure water from fountains
We could get high off enigma and passion
We could unleash reaction
We could experience wilderness
And let nothing in this world hinder us
We could even make beauty rise from the ashes of our dark past combined
Our dark pasts combined



Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Brogan
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