Canvases and pleasure
Around goes strokes of color
Swirling away yet together
Momentum of maturity
On the wall hangs every trophy
Every day feels a different pallet
Superficiality makes us vomit
Emotional stasis on a daily basis
Helps me so bluntly
I didn't see all these heresies
I love you till the end
You're my best friend
Without you is wit's end
You're the friend
The view up there is so lovely
Together feels so homely
Quick to offer a cup of hospitality
It can be healthy in another's fantasies
In awe, care from hippies to centipedes
What a blessing it is to have a friend
Hoard them like the gold of a dragon
Tell them their special and fantastic
Because hell is a place lonely and caustic
So, prosper in a friendship
I love you till the end
You're my best friend
Without you is wit's end
You're the friend