Trace me with your fingertips
Write a story from my scars
And a novel from my eyes
You are a great writer after all

Tell me about your dreams
You said you wished they had more color
Black and White dreams still come true

I held your hair back when you reached your limits
You have my back when it's needed
We have both gone to the universe and back.
Brothers.

We met through a friend
We became best friends in a night
We've been through everything
Transcended all the *******
You have to leave the state soon
I'll visit you as soon as possible


You said you thought my name was Thomas
We had girlfriends that were best friends
How funny that both those ended exactly the same
We've made much music together, and one
blood promise


I met you on the way to smoke at a distant friend's house
We smoked cigarettes and discussed life
Then it changed to getting hammered and
making plans for the future
We can change the world