The days are filled with bright lights and glare
You see all these people with that blank stare
Wading through lifes many little woes
To someone who watches it all shows
My eyes dont miss much, I have to say
My mind then files it all away
When the days all over and done
And nights arrived to have its fun
That's the time to delve in deep
Before the time comes to have a sleep
To explore the darkness in my head
Otherwise I'd never get to bed
I see the gaps in what people say
But I roll right in, come what may
I find my self drawn to strife
In what some might call a woeful life
I cant help myself, it's an old foe
I'm in the middle before I know
Then I'm stuck, torn in twain
Well done mate, you've done it again
You've gone and got yourself caught up
Like some curious little pup
Trying to help in some small way
Trying to bring them a brighter day
The sorrow I see hidden behind the joke
The loneliness behind the screen of smoke
It calls out to what I am
And that, I think, causes my jam
My friends, you see, mean more to me
Than anyone else could ever be
So I wade right in without a thought
Trying to find them the peace they've sought
Tried to ease the pain away
Tried to get them to stay
But though I try my very best
I still can't seem to get a rest
Some misunderstand what I do
Some just dont have a clue
Some really just don't care
Some just don't think I'm being fair
But still I just struggle on
Before that spark is dead and gone
I try my best to help them through
As their friend what else can I do?