On An Arrow

We're all friends Till out of necessity We become enemies You were 4 and I was 6 I was 8 and you were 6 I was 15 and you were 16 We're all friends Till out of necessity We become enemies Girls came From both sides I hung the love on an arrow You were 4 and I was 6 Tomorrow I'll be better Leave your hands clinging to my feet Leave this skin in the sand Leave this hell raising from morning till night I'll hang the truth on an arrow And you'll plait haloes around my head In the corners It's my own shadow So let me stand straight Learn a thing for two about letting go