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Around the corner I have a friend,

in this great city that has no end.

Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,

and before I know it, a year is gone.

And I never see my old friends face,

for life is swift and a terrible race.

He knows I like him just as well,

as in the days when I rang his bell.

And he rang mine, if we were younger then,

and now we are busy, tired men.

Tired of playing a foolish game,

Tired of trying to make a name.

"Tomorrow" I say," I will call on him"... "

Just to show that I'm thinking of him".

But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,

and distance between us grows.

Around the corner!- yet miles away,

"here's a telegram sir" "He died today".

And that's what we get and deserve in the end.

Around the corner, a vanished friend.