Oh dear people that touched me with your generous, shining souls
It was gold in my mind
But my fools memory now replicates a cheap much duller version.
Oh good friends who walked in and changed me
who moved on seemingly in a heart beat
I know it was years
But that’s relative
Oh kindred spirits that went to the bar and beyond
Do I swagger eternally in your memory?
Oh dear estranged that convinced me ever so briefly that human kind wasn’t completely doomed
I am utterly and eternally screwed without you.
Once again this is relative
But it doesn’t make it less real.
All good people coming my way
I don’t think I can take another one of you.
Your kindness and sincerity will surely do me in.
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