Old Friend

Right now I can't talk it through It takes some time, you know I hope you understand like you always do Later on I'll talk a little more How is your life going on? Are you still writing songs? Or are you strolling along With the madness Suspended high above your head Walking like a living dead Old friend, it's coming down again one day I heard you found a wife, heard she's good to you Indeed, you tell me that you're doing well Working for supplies, the kids are happy, too I'm glad you talk and I don't have to tell All those stories of the past Trying to make the good times last Oh, the years go by so fast And without warning You slip away into routine You're in such a different scene Old friend, don't you know this came to stay? We used to share everything we knew We were each other's closest friends And I didn't really care if what you said was true But these days it is harder to pretend Now you're standing here and talk About the weather, about the fog About the nature of the cogs And how they're turning I gotta leave, I gotta try I gotta find some alibi Old friend, I think there's nothing left to say