Friendly Fire / Dragonfly - Robot Koch, Slow Shiver

Fading photographs, always

Missing front-teeth, smiling

When did our colors start to change?

When did we learn to cut with words?

Old friendly fire

I thought you were the foe

But words, just like bullets

You can’t take those back

Time is tracing lines

On faces that resemble mine

It’s strangers now who know us better

The things we learn only from away

Old friendly fire

You thought I was the foe

But words, just like bullets

We can’t take those back

And sure, we can just go unstuck

In our own separate ways

But the pags of the calendar

Turn faster by th day

And I’m tired of being afraid of you

For things I can’t recall

You’re in the dark, let’s break or fade

We never chose once and for all

Old friendly fire

We thought we were the foe

But words, just like bullets

We can’t take those back

Friendly, friendly fire

Friendly, friendly fires

Friendly, friendly fire

Friendly, friendly

Friendly fire