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I saw the dust clouds in your eyes,
While we stood on pillars ten feet high.
And I watched the flesh fall off your knife,
While you fly the storm just like a kite.
But these days you just ebb and sway,
Like our old city filled with cranes.
And I held you up above the sky,
So you could tell me what it was like,
And I held you up above the sky,
But you still tell me it's just night.
And now you walk around so desperately,
A shallow reflection of what you used to be,
You're becoming these streets,
Twenty odd years of facing defeat.
Well when I'm older I swear,
I will never grow grey hair,
And when I'm older I swear,
Nothing will be unfair,
And when I'm older I swear,
My wings will take me everywhere,
And when I'm older I swear,
I will take you with me.
Because that's what friends do.
Unconditionally.