Another wrinkle in our friendship
In a stretch of furrowed land
The creases sweep and undulate
And over time, expand
The seas do part and crash
As they weather wicked winds
Each wave rolls into its brother
For one ends as one begins
Lightning flashes overhead
And forecasts gushing rain
Friendship looks more like mountains
Than it ever does a plain
In a stretch of furrowed land
The creases sweep and undulate
And over time, expand
The seas do part and crash
As they weather wicked winds
Each wave rolls into its brother
For one ends as one begins
Lightning flashes overhead
And forecasts gushing rain
Friendship looks more like mountains
Than it ever does a plain
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