The Language Of A Name

Here is my hand
I call you friend
Just like my dad
Friend of mine, friend of mine, friend of mine

There goes my man
Our private joke
We understand
Friend of mine, friend of mine, friend of mine

Land of milk and honey
I weep for the beauty
Words fell this and that way lazy

Against my hand
I press my mouth
And say your name
Friend of mine, he's a friend of mine

You breathe out a world of charm
You suck and blow away
Arithmetic of whim
Language of a name

You breathe out a world of charm
You suck and blow away
Arithmetic of whim
Language of a name

You breathe out a world of charm
You suck and blow away
Arithmetic of whim
Language of a name