My Old Friend

Hello, my old friend
From the other side of the end
You’ve come to visit me again
Poetic license to pretend
Hello, to the shape unknown
Waiting dauntless on my own
Bare and fragile flesh and bone
I am eager to be shown
Give me reason, give me art
Unearthly wisdom you impart
Crossing over, shaking hands
With someone who understands
Hello, my old friend
From the other side of the end
We both took that drive
To an unexpected curve
With hollow people
Who’ve got a lot of nerve
Restrained what we deserve
In a cloud you observe
Give me reason, give me art
Unearthly wisdom you impart
Crossing over, shaking hands
With someone who understands
Give me courage, give me grace
Spin the dogma that I face
I am tuning to the signs
Etching truth in cosmic lines
So long, my old friend
One day we shall meet again