Who My Friends

Here we are, walking down the dusty road
Sky is our head, as we glance back at the dawn
To see who my friends will follow me

Shadows die
Begging hope for friendship too
Can't rely
On what new friends may do
Where are you?
Who my friends will learn from you?
A patient body cannot drown out the fire
I am learning who my friends really are

Autumn leaves, winter winds are bound
Flames are gone, leaving cinders on the ground
Where now, there are charcoal burns
Memories, now I know
Who my friends turned out to be
A vision blinding
Cannot drown out the fire, I am learning
Who my friends really are