My Beautiful Friend

Don't cry,
for this is not the end,
for therein lies
a beautiful place ahead

Take a walk with me
on that fateful journey,
and we'll talk of that uneventful
road back home...

...Lost your job and tired
of being lonely?,
it can be a long ways off home,

Sweet friend,
oh sweet friend

Barely have any money
to pay those dreaded bills, it can all come crashing fast
and dash for broke

Drowning your sorrows on booze and cigarettes,

bracing an anxious debt inside a maze of troubles,

...desperately trying to load your mind off

 to get back home

...Hiding in kneeling doubt,
clouted inside a shaded corner,
come and take my hand,
and we'll walk our way back home

Sweet friend,
oh dear friend

Battle on and keep on dreaming,
for yesterday can be
so much worse,
and now it's time to heal

For as your world
is turning, and changing,
you've got to be free,
with your smile

Hopes are fleeting, and fading,
but you've still got to be free,
in your style

Life ain't no evening bed of roses
but you still got to hold on,
for that long mile of trials
will suddenly manifest and descend upon you

Finite tears will dry
on heavenly whispers
and ponder, so don't worry,
...for your dream will arise
from your evening black rose,
and beautifully dawn on you,

A reign of silence
will mend your broken peace,
embracing your life
leading all the way back home

For I will be your friend,
to piece your heart
when you need me most...