Hey I'M Over Here

Hey, I’m Over Here! Hey! I’m over here! ‘Case you were wondering if I was okay, I am. I have no friends now so no one is checking up on me, And I’m fine with not having friends anymore; They’re all dead now, or there is a great distance, A vast distance, between the old times and the now times, I can see them all though, my departed chums from back there, I remember their distinctive faces and voices still, In movements at the old places, busy with life at the crossroads. But they’re all gone away now and I am alone here. But that’s okay because there is no phoniness when I’m alone, And the voices you hear are phantom friends conjured From the clay of half a century ago, alive again smiling and youthful, All in a long line stretched beyond Hoover Street’s oleanders, My ancient friends walking up to me with penetrating stares, Wondering after so many years if I’m alive and if I’m okay. And I am okay. That long line of ghost friends has passed me by now, disappearing Into a mental cloud still hovering in the blueness of my mind. But hey! I’m over here! ‘Case you were wondering.