Old Friend Lyrics - Sheila Nicholls

...if we were splinters of god 

it would be natural, then, 

for the mind to explore and grow like bronchioles, 

it could also be said that if you listen between the spaces 

that the possible directions we could choose 

are infinitely less restricted, than we thought before 

old friend old friend, distraction 

can I walk on? 

or will I attach myself to you? 

...like I always seem to. 

with these stories that I cling to 

when the past is never real anymore, 

when the past is never real anymore. 

in this longing for light, 

voyage on diversified synapses that fight 

through paralysis 

I got a answer for everything in these traps I set myself, 

when the possible directions I could choose 

are infinitely less restricted than I thought before 

old friend..