Friend Of Mine

I don't want to make another friend of mine
Not another person to leave behind
Empty answers, fickle minds

I don't know what to do about staying true
When your hearing goes wrong
Maybe we just don't get along
Turn the pages

And if I stumble through my speaking
And if I can't make dreams come true
And if I dared to shake the patterns
Then would we disappear?
Could we disappear?

I'm losing focus, losing time
Find the rhythm to unwind
I will not jump into the fire

And then rising comes the rain
Whatеver's left will take its shapе
And I will learn not to complain

And if I stumble through my speaking
And if I can't make dreams come true
And if I dared to shake the patterns
Then would we disappear?
Could we disappear?