If it seems to you,
Since those days when we stood
Side by side,
That we've moved apart -
Know I haven't taken a step,
My foulweather friend.
Since those days when we stood
Side by side,
That we've moved apart -
Know I haven't taken a step,
My foulweather friend.
I still stand stubborn, rigid,
Beaten body bent into the wind.
My compass is broken,
Its direction is fixed.
When the meridian is passed
My needle does not shift.
Beaten body bent into the wind.
My compass is broken,
Its direction is fixed.
When the meridian is passed
My needle does not shift.
If it seems to you,
That I grow bitter in your mouth
Year by year,
I've soured on the vine -
Know juice do not sweeten,
As it becomes wine.
That I grow bitter in your mouth
Year by year,
I've soured on the vine -
Know juice do not sweeten,
As it becomes wine.
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