(a lyric for a lost friend in life}
by Alan Ewing
You never really wanted the help that I gave
Blank reversion to the pattern of your ways
I offered love and friendship as a basic cure
All that you wanted were the familiar days
I tried all I could to bring you back to your soul
But the never ending addiction proved stronger
The years of slavery enhanced the dragon's goal
It came to a point where I could help no longer
And so I hope that all turns out well for you
That seeds of impression planted find a way
For sometimes we pass through, that's true
To hold a light that emerges on another day
I could have taken you on the stage to sing
I could have given you all and everything
I could have made your voice oh so loud
If only you had not gone back to the crowd
copyright dewyswriter 2019
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