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The vicar with his battered suitcase
Stops the paperboy to make sure
That it's Sunday, no-one else knows
Bicycles crash where the wind blows
In the hall of my window
Lives the silence of my teeth on edge
People stare as though I'm jumping
Do they want to help or something?
She was once my friend
Friends aren't made too fast
She was once my friend
A friend that didn't last
I was radio's noisy adverts
At my ears and spoiled my shaving
Life is hard and life is horrid
Life is sometimes not worth saving
Statement from the bank
And open letters that won't get replies
Told them all I've lost a lover and a friend
And that was some surprise
She was once my friend
Friends aren't made too fast
She was once my friend
A friend that didn't last
The day she went away
Was not a sunny day
As I pass my weary eyes
Down pages packed with cultural interest
I recall a winter of warts
And midnight jobs
And things that we liked best
I would not ask many favours
Just nice smiles and funny ways
Of songs of burning and songs of yearning
Muddled me, the bitter taste of space
She was once my friend
Friends aren't made too fast
She was once my friend
A friend that didn't last
The day she went away
Was not a sunny day
She was once my friend, my friend for life
And what a life, believe me
She was once my friend, my friend for life
And what a life, believe me
She was once my friend for life
I'm crying, for a life so dying
She was once my friend, my friend for life
And what a life