A Friend

Are you coming soon?

It's getting late, my friend

If you can just come quietly

And I'll be there pretending to sleep

While I keep on thinking where you've been

And how it just somehow feels

As though you never left

I can tell that you're near

Still my senses may deceive

You may be at bay, may have just gone astray

Though I'm probably having a hard time believing you're near

But don't fear

This doubt won't persevere

Knowing how things played out, you can't be far away

I think I'd be dishonest

If I said I'm scared to die

With time death takes familiar shapes

Like a night that stops as morning wakes

Like the end of spring

Or a friend that's passing by