Ode to a Friend - Yann Tiersen, Shannon Wright

Friend I let myself in

Little bold (???) saturated sigh

I hoped you might

Help my sorrow’s din

Bring out your breath of strife

My friend

Can you help me

Why did I drink

From that devil’s hand

Oh my friend

Can you help me

Why did I drink

From his hand

It’s not easy

It’s not kind

These things we turn to face

It’s not easy

It’s not kind

These things we turn to face

Oh my friend

Can you help me

Why did I drink

From the devil’s hand

Oh my friend

Can you help me

Why did I drink

From his hand

Come take my hand

We’ll say goodbye

Come take my hand

We’ll ride from here