Play fight

This is about a hoping that a friendship becomes more then just that, and also realizing it never will. It is very personal to me. I wrote it vaguely around the same structure as Lady Stardust, again by David Bowie.

It’s here,

In this, masterful backwater station

Were would have done so much

But instead, stood for awhile

With out even a breathe of altruistication

We loved ourselves

But, when did this become

Our endeavored, pitiless motivation

Call my lies

But will we be

Stirred from such callous complication

Call forever

But I will find

No egress from this devouring revelation

We can play fight

Pretend nothing has happened

We can play fight

Pretend nothing can be better

We can, lay at night

With nothing better on our minds

But we will play fight, play fight

For years

We saw each other on the reach of

A fabricated wooden bridge,

Begging for the release

Of the current rushing below

We held on fast

Barely wavered

But never quite found the direction of the flow

Listen to music

Listen to Roger

But never quite find the things that he knows

David is strumming

And it hurts us

Even they are not sufficient to expose our souls