He approached me in red
         A fellow of 20
         We could've been friends
But he and I senselessly armed
Predetermined enemies
         marked by a flag
         We could've swapped stories
of our hope of returning to the past
We both fired, I to he
          felled down with dignity
          We could've been friends
But he is dead rather than me
Unfortunate situation
           I had more luck than he
           We could've been friends
Before the madness and mayhem and ******
The sad thing is,
                             We could've been friends.
If we weren't victims
                             of circumstance.