I Miss My Dead Best Friend

I miss my dead best friend
He is my best dead friend
-In my mind He's still alive
that's how our friendship thrives

We always laughed
we never fought
I can still hear him
-he laughed a lot

and when we'd play
the 'old man's jig'
everything was okay
We felt big

Were we outside
of ourselves
Or was it inside?

Either way,
Such memories

-Makes me feel Alive