Everyday was sunny when I was young

Explain to me the art of smiling,
please. I have been a fool so long
and lost amongst my life
that I have forgotten what you taught me
many years ago before the wrinkles found my eyes.

Explain to me what it means to dream
please. I have been a man too long
and misplaced my boyish grin in a sordid past,
I have forgotten who i was when you knew me
many years ago before my lips knew the taste of sighs.

Explain to me the craft of friendship,
please. I have been lost so long
and wandering amongst the sleeping many
that I have forgotten what you showed me
many years ago before my heart knew how to break.

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