I sit alone beside the window,
rain falls through the trees outside
striking the leaves in mathematical fashion
tearing apart the stone below with molecular passion

Multiply the endogenous disease I carry in my lungs
I am loved
Sweep the sparking lead under the rug
I am loved
Transpose the heart burdened with grief for the young
I am loved
Our lives in succumbing to decay
we watch them every single day

We sit silent in repose
Our voices lost in the storm
We sit silent in our bones
Our bodies forgotten, hosts to the swarm

I am breathing, not living
I am breathing, not living now
My life lost in the separated sounds
of breaths gasped before I drown
in this white knuckled slumbering tomb
beneath the hallowed ground

Whenever you are feeling down
I’ll be there for you
whatever problem, you may have
I’ll help you, make it through
when stormy skies, are overhead
I’ll guide you through the rain
I’ll be the gentle, caring hand
that soothes, your deepest pain
I’ll be the candle, glowing bright
to shield you from the dark
I’ll pick up pieces, left behind
to mend your broken heart
I’ll be the sympathetic ear
someone, who’ll always listen
I’ll help you find the happiness
you feel, that you’ve been missing
I’ll be there for you, night and day
through any kind of weather
and no matter where life, leads us both
I’ll be your friend forever.