Blood Is Thicker Than Water

My childhood friend, my blood brother We did a lot of fun things together Playing carom, table tennis and skating You were the dull school boy My eyes were always pained To see you struggle through school The painting on the wall of the little boy in tears Always reminded me of you And so I kept a close watch To give your dull mind a spark Now and then teaching you, stoking your inner fire What a fine eagle you turned out Life’s battle you have won Whereas I have lost one and all We have now parted ways You are now wrapped up with another And I in my lonely mansion with father and mother.