i often wonder why –
we do not start it all
because life can be a dog
treat is good, it treats you cruel

i am trying to save our friendship
only because,
i believe it is worth something

i can see her, smiling like we do
leah has been hurt
and she has been hurt bad
sixteen to nineteen, so sad

it’s so easy just to carry on
does it ever end?
could you ever –
ever lend a helping hand

then i will hitch up with despair
because they know me best
when it appears,
there is no one else around to care

all build a base to share
the fortunate hatch a plan
an egg where they hope –
the yolk will not run

i always feel,
that i do not mix easily
sometimes i just feel like a joke
i feel like i do not mix easily

i could say,
meet at seven
but i know you would be late
so this is for you
but i will not wait