Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friend's face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine.. If, we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men,
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say "I will call on Jim",
Just to show that I'm �thinking of him",
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner - yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir-"
"Jim died today"
And that's what we get and deserve in the end,
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
-Author Unknown-
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