P.J

Around The Corner

By Henson Towne

Around the corner I have a friend, In this great city that has no end,

Yet the days go by and weeks rush on, And before I know it, a year is gone.

And I never see my old friends face, For life is a swift and terrible race,

He knows I like him just as well, As in the days when I rang his bell,

And he rang mine..

We were younger then, And now we are busy, tired men..

Tired of playing a foolish game, Tired of trying to make a name..

"Tomorrow" I say "I will call on Jim" "Just to show that I'm thinking of him."

But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, And distance between us grows and grows.

Around the corner!- yet miles away, "Here's a telegram sir-" "Jim died today."

And that's what we get and deserve in the end. Around the corner, a vanished friend..

Rest well old friend.