Friend That Helps

i can hear the wind whippin' through your cell phone
walking from the train back home
man, you sound just like you did a couple weeks back:
buddy are you doing alright?

can you tell me 'bout the pressure that you're under
do you think i'd understand
does the terror ever give away to wonder
something you could hold in your hand
i wish there was something i could do to help you
but i know it's all on you
i'd love nothing more than to take on your pain
but that is something i can't do

i remember how the four of us would sleep in
living in a tent in your room
we were living life as natural outlaws
living by the light of our truth
art was easy as the early morning air flow
didn't need to know what came next
heart was like a loving cup, a living promise
morning after beautiful rest

you took me into your home
showed me a real good time
how could i ever hope to repay you?



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Writer(s): Mat Davidson
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