Final Friday lyrics - folk/country/blues

by Paul Sidwell
(uk Manchester)

Final Friday lyrics

Ive seen him float through life, without any care, clear minded
Ive seen him stand and stare at those in need, when they bleed
Ive felt his pain his long dark pain being torn from his soul

Ive tried to talk when he walked, to help him through the rain, but he hit me
a silent glare and full despair, he stands there bare, with no emotions
you think hes strange hes out of range, n your right hes out of sight

Am i talking to you, dont be scared if this is true, your not different
I think its normal to be lost and lonely , your average
Or is it me whos goin round the bend, n the rest are all on, there way

When theres no hope no life n nothing to hold on to
when theres no use, n nowhere to go
remember that were all the bloody same
remember that its just a bloody game
and i promise theres gonna be a way
on final Friday

Ive fallen flat on my face in a baron place, on my own
Ive had no where to go n when ive bin real low, thats no surprise
i find comfort in chaos n worry a friend, goin round the bend