My New Found Friend

while wanderin’ through this lazy field
of ryegrass and thorn
i came up on a paper bag
his body old and torn
i leaned down to ask his name
and could he be my friend
we had a lot to talk about and
i asked where he’d been

and he said

hello my only friend
hello my only friend
my new found friend

well he told me of his future
and we talked about his past
he told me of all his attempts of love
and how they’d never last
we both had a lot in common
we both moved with the wind
we both had a shell that could fade with time
and we both knew the wage of sin

and he said

hello my only friend
hello my only friend

my new found friend

we were sitting and talking peacefully

when these men walked up to me
and one was carrying a state white coat

the other a lock and key

they were leading me to their wagon
when this wind came up out side
i turned and saw my paper friend
and I sadly said goodbye

and he said

goodbye my only friend

goodbye my only friend

my new found friend

goodbye my only friend

my new found friend

till we meet again