Hold An Old Friend's Hand

if you are lonely and no around tune in your ears for a soft re-assuring sound The World is a Firecracker Everyone on the phone Tell that you are tired and yearn to go home The rocking chair in which you sit as those eyes begin to quit Who would still be here Just a voice and a gentle soul without fear It does not always make sense in this chaotic time We feel the terror and the light that tries to blind Who wants to route out all the innocence of the world Friendship is like that but with an enemy flag so unfurled Hold an old friend's hand during this period of woe He(or She)will be your guide wherever you may go Company of one another's thought Who would protect your idealism despite the ever-growing knot that ties it self in strand of bind Our world is close to losing it's purity mind I can be with your pain that is there no one else will no longer care It is not the last rock that where you stand Hear me now as you hold an old friend's hand