Burial Ground

Sopor Aeternus

Compositor: Anna-Varney Cantodea

Dear Fair Weather Friend
I am still sad it had to end

Dear Fair Weather Friend
I really wish you had the strength
To put your money where your mouth is

I wish you were a better man

Dear Fair Weather Friend
I wish it wasn't all pretense
I knew the other shoe would drop
Though I kept hoping it would not
But sure enough it did just that
And it hurt

Oh, it hurt a lot

Dear Fair Weather Friend
Oh, it hurt a lot

Dear Fair Weather Friend
I am still sad it had to end

Dear Fair Weather Friend
Oh, I have seen the extent
To which you are willing to go
As long as it's convenient

Dear Fair Weather Friend
Oh, please do not pretend
To be my haven in the storm
You were not there
I was alone

I held you in such high regard
But I was never in your heart
Not even on your mind

No place for me in your life