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DISTANT FRIENDSHIPS written and performed by Bob Evans
I sit alone with distant friendships and pieces of my past The shrines I've built inside my head, they're all fading much too fast The places that I've been and seen are now only in my mind Fast fading into colors seen through eyes that are going blind
I sit alone, my thoughts confused, not knowing where I stand No hope as yet can I foresee of a savior's guiding hand Lost times are all I cling to, though the present's all I have Your songs are all I sing to, for their words relate my past
I never asked you for a love affair I was troubled, looking for a friend who'd be there But you must have misinterpreted what I said That's the only explanation for your line going dead
I've played your mine games and your time games Yes, I've seen them through to the end I've already lost a lover Now please don't make me lose a friend
I sit alone, my thoughts confused, not knowing where I stand I'm feeling like a sailor lost at sea, I can't seem to find my land But my port of call is just a little ways to the west So behind me I'm leaving everything I believe in, the only reality I trust
As I sit alone with distant friendships and pieces of my past
from Prairie Grass, Prairie Sky ©1975 CAPAC, Caragana Records
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