Song Of Our So-Called Friend - Okkervil River

Remember when our so-called friend would not call out to you

While tumbling loosely out a hole punched through your home?

It’s pretty clear, though you could hear, you truly finally knew

In time, I’ll tell his tale the way he’d like it told

Now he isn’t on the phone, his story might as well be so

Well, loving is as loving does

And I’d say we should know, because we both have loved, have lost, and are alone

Your face’s falling tears, to me they’re lovely and they’re dear

Though you don’t love me and it’s clear that I will never see you in my arms

There’s no room in your heart for even this finely-sharpened dart

Although I had started to think there might be hope, it isn’t so

So wake up, make up some new song again around the same tune

The water cools, the leaves they fall, the sun it bends, the summer ends

Our so-called friend doesn’t need you.

So proceed out the door and down the

street

December’s lying near, but in the oven’s heat this house is now a home

Sixty days of trips and stays you took to tell me, dear

That you cannot love me because you secretly still love a stone

Although I put my lips to your face, trying to push his kiss out of its place

Although my heart started to race, now it has slowed, I’ll let it go