Searching for a Friend

I’m searching for a friend
For the end of times
It’s racing through my mind

‘Cause Coffee and Benadryl
Is working overtime
I need to clear my mind

Is it in green grass on a Sunday
Or in Saturday cartoons?
Is it the long walks through the market
Or in spring when skies are blue?

Is it a Friday with windows rolled down
Or the beach sometime in June
Is it the color of the seasons
Or the start of something new?

Strung high and paranoid
There must be something more
To fill this unsung void

Winter to spring
The shape of diamonds rings
The feelings no one sees

I wish there was a way
To end the masquerade
For light to hit your face

Now the sun is nearly gone and I can’t
Stand to wait another hour
Oh I can’t wait another hour

Oh, where do you go when you go?
Oh, where do you go when you go?
Oh, where do you go when you go?
Oh, where do you go when you go?

I’m searching for a friend
For the end of times
It’s racing through my mind

‘Cause Coffee and Benadryl
Is working overtime
I need to clear my mind

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