When you have friends, everybody accepts

And never say they don't know what to expect

But when friends are out and down for the count

The things people don't know, makes tension mount



And rather than taking the time needed to get to know

They will run away fairly quickly - on to another show 

Some other place, some other people, some other chat

Just because they don't wish to understand all of that



So they run and hide onto the comfort of those others

Never really dealing with the fact they're under covers

Because plain speaking is something they can't handle

Would rather talk about weather, kids, music, lit candles



Instead of the things which mull around in their brains

The things which, when dealt with, would lessen pain

Those knots which they have tied deep down in the gut

Which make them hide behind all those doors they shut



Instead of opening them up and showing the very core

Which makes them tick, and the qualities which assure

They are real people, and not pretensions or shadows

Just deep-down good honest people who're quite mellow



- Tristram



Christopher W. Thomas

2:43pm Friday, March 6th, 1998