Was A Friend Lyrics
| Song | Was A Friend |
| Artist | Robert Wyatt |
| Album | Shleep |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hopper, Wyatt | |
| Was A Friend (Wyatt, Hopper) | |
| Furry kind of greeting, not exactly hostile, | |
| Not exactly facing, not exactly turning away, | |
| Not exactly frowning, not exactly smiling. | |
| Lurking by the door | |
| Without a sign of wanting to move. | |
| Though hardly friendly, not an angry gesture | |
| Did it make. Just quite unnerving. | |
| It's been a long time. | |
| I almost forgot were we buried the hatchet. | |
| "Bin a long time no see", (pidgin English | |
| Native to none). After several silences | |
| A cautious head nod. This could take forever. | |
| Did it want to come for a dig? It did | |
| Not answer. I was feeling restless at the door, | |
| Ashamed of my fears. Where WAS the hatchet? | |
| Suddenly was gone. I woke up | |
| Feeling stupid. No-one else awake | |
| Though dawn was only minutes away. | |
| Quietly I rose to fill the morning pee pot. | |
| What a silly dream, | |
| Not like what really would have occurred. | |
| Old wounds are healing. | |
| Faded scars are painless – just an itch. | |
| We are forgiven. | |
| It's been a long time. |
| zuo ci : Hopper, Wyatt | |
| Was A Friend Wyatt, Hopper | |
| Furry kind of greeting, not exactly hostile, | |
| Not exactly facing, not exactly turning away, | |
| Not exactly frowning, not exactly smiling. | |
| Lurking by the door | |
| Without a sign of wanting to move. | |
| Though hardly friendly, not an angry gesture | |
| Did it make. Just quite unnerving. | |
| It' s been a long time. | |
| I almost forgot were we buried the hatchet. | |
| " Bin a long time no see", pidgin English | |
| Native to none. After several silences | |
| A cautious head nod. This could take forever. | |
| Did it want to come for a dig? It did | |
| Not answer. I was feeling restless at the door, | |
| Ashamed of my fears. Where WAS the hatchet? | |
| Suddenly was gone. I woke up | |
| Feeling stupid. Noone else awake | |
| Though dawn was only minutes away. | |
| Quietly I rose to fill the morning pee pot. | |
| What a silly dream, | |
| Not like what really would have occurred. | |
| Old wounds are healing. | |
| Faded scars are painless just an itch. | |
| We are forgiven. | |
| It' s been a long time. |
| zuò cí : Hopper, Wyatt | |
| Was A Friend Wyatt, Hopper | |
| Furry kind of greeting, not exactly hostile, | |
| Not exactly facing, not exactly turning away, | |
| Not exactly frowning, not exactly smiling. | |
| Lurking by the door | |
| Without a sign of wanting to move. | |
| Though hardly friendly, not an angry gesture | |
| Did it make. Just quite unnerving. | |
| It' s been a long time. | |
| I almost forgot were we buried the hatchet. | |
| " Bin a long time no see", pidgin English | |
| Native to none. After several silences | |
| A cautious head nod. This could take forever. | |
| Did it want to come for a dig? It did | |
| Not answer. I was feeling restless at the door, | |
| Ashamed of my fears. Where WAS the hatchet? | |
| Suddenly was gone. I woke up | |
| Feeling stupid. Noone else awake | |
| Though dawn was only minutes away. | |
| Quietly I rose to fill the morning pee pot. | |
| What a silly dream, | |
| Not like what really would have occurred. | |
| Old wounds are healing. | |
| Faded scars are painless just an itch. | |
| We are forgiven. | |
| It' s been a long time. |
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