Dear Friends

Dear Friends ―― Elbow

Dear friends

You are angels and drunks

You are magi

Old friends

You stuck a pin in a map I was in

And this is a note for a road sign

Cuttin' the breeze in this tennesee sundown

Came the sounds of the voices I know

I've been pondering trees

On the steeliest come down

And now a moment I'm home

I've got bluster enough

For the sails of a clipper

And the truth never frays a good yarn

But it struck me to say while so far away

You are with me today

You are here are in my head, in my heart

Dear friends

You are angels and drunks

You are magi

Old friends

You stuck a pin in a map I was in

And you are the stars I navigate home by