My time as a drifter 
And the time he wanted to shift her 
In Hillstreet in the dark 
And I lost a part
Of myself when I agreed 
To the part of me that it freed
In the lines in between 
It was the worst part of the dream 
I had just been set free from the blocks
And I was all about breaking locks 
And seeing how far I could take it 
But I didn’t mean to wake it
Up from where it lay
And it is not okay 
That when the dragon breathes fire
You blame me for the post that I conspire
To burn in my flame 
I am not within my name 
I am barely brimming at the edges 
And I can see over the hedges 
As the man trims them with his machine 
And I am who I’ve always been 
But that seems to do me no good
If I can only find salvation in the wood
And when I’m on my own 
If I could’ve I would’ve known 
Twenty years ago 
But it took time for the life to show 
Through the facade of the veil 
And I set sail 
On a foreign sea 
To find the part of me 
That I lost in the melee
Do you think you could just be a friend to me? 

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