You
My six friends (On twenty-two)
You know me better than
My protectors
Though I never named you
I loved you from first touch
(Ten-and-five)
I left you
For a while
Still looked to you for muse, but
Distrust's a funny thing
(Two-zero-eleven)
In the corner with the filth and smut
(Two-zero-eleven)
I found you
My six friends on twenty-two lines
Fifteen years gone
Had dad not become a man
I never would have met you
What would I have been then?