Elliott Brood — My Friend lyrics

Lyrics

Well I considered you my friend
Till the lies started trickling in And well its plain so plain to see
That it was you and not me who was deceived.
And well you
You on the fence
Decide now before this comes to a head
For the time
The time will come
For the hours are staggering home
And the day was close at hand
Till the sun succumbed to the land
And a long bitter night fell
As the colts rapture rang out.