Still Friends
by: Henry Gibson, , Henry Gibson
Dark shadows fall, clouds cover the sky,
Good friends don't ask, how or why?
They hold each other through storm and flood,
Caring not for those who deal in mud.
Their friendship lies deep in past embrace,
Dreams held together in happier days,
They understand what each heart knows best,
Perfection from the other is not their quest.
Sunlight above now gladdens their face,
Pain pushed aside in a firm embrace,
Let nothing this bond come in between,
Forever is what this friendship will mean.
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