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Deal

Well, we have a deal We're going to be friends Not really close friends But friends for when we have nothing better to do Friends for the few empty moments Let's fake that I know you You know me In case and if I need someone I can trust I'll pretend I’ll think of you but that you aren't home or the telephone was busy and that I couldn't get to talk with you And you, you do the same with me the day you feel like needing someone who cares So, we have a deal: We're going to talk about foolish things if we talk I'll ask something silly You'll answer something silly In case one of us starts getting deeper we won't even stop to listen or try to understand For it's not really important we don't care about what goes deep inside the other To listen or to understand doesn't matter when it's only a lie when everything is unreal and it's our deal. This way, we'll never feel upset and the subjects will always be trivial No problem No doubt No crisis But never peace or rest either Never a shoulder, a lap or kindness Never the feeling of being complete Or that we can see trhough the darkness Just a coffee brake Barely a second of trying to relax And as soon the coffee talking is finished Each one goes back to his life Nothing will have changed I still don't know you You don't know who I am I'll go my way You'll follow your path Sadly we really won't care Weirdly, nothing is what we're going to feel And since it’s not something we want to live Truth is that we’ll never be friends for real Every shared moment is going to die So then, we have a deal And even it is a lie.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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