Names are for friends
A little pair of scissors and some glue
It’s all you need to make something feel new
Carry the fun around, chain the mends
Talk safely to strangers, for names are for friends
Plug the surge back up, you got to see this
There are webs online that saddens the bliss
But don’t let it drag you down, not right now
Don’t let the view lock up your caps, don’t ask how
Touch the ground and rest for a change
With a power break you’ll find the next page
Even oranges have signs of singe, some signs of tinge
So be close to strangers, besides names are for friends
Nothing can change your mind?
Not much should reach your crime?
Silence is someone isolating some ice
Why not break that frost with some nice rice bowls, or minced hand wipes?
It sounds crude to be bored out by work, and worked stiff
But you know that complacent work habits drives the rift
You’ll need to make new ends, at some point even with the bins
At some point your strangers will have names like you, friend
Trust it or not, up to you or down
Turn away and you’ll hear no tears drop, nor a screaming drown
Being hurt by crossed wires? Crackling in the head might work
You believe those cold sheet walls more than a stranger’s quirk?
Those scorns have got to be second guesses
Strangers glaring among friends of first impressing misses
But trust what you want, but don’t be a shut in
Believe and speak it then, names are for friends