Winter Friend

Once a friend told me of his experience

That he had loved somebody and in pain

He had slit his arm and sent the blood to her

And that he was glad that it was over

He had talked and made love like an expert

But I had never seen his soul

And his eyes had a sort of dead smile

As if he wanted me to believe that he was still alive

He was a winter friend to me

We walked in the snow

To Chinatown for noodles

That was many years ago in another life

Why do I remember it now?

When I'd heard his story, I'd heard it like a car accident

That I would never be in myself

He was a winter friend to me

We walked in the snow

To Chinatown to noodle

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la

Dee, la, dee, la, da, dee, la, la, la

Now that I see my car slipping down the cliff

And I'm desperately looking for the brake

Don't let it happen to me

Please don't let it happen to me

I'm not ready to die or live a living death

I'm not ready to die or live a living death

I'm not ready to die