monday morning comes a crawling in from another weekend choked with cigarettes and sin and i ve been busy so much lately that every time i get some time to spend i end up drunk or sleeping in and i miss you you re busy too we call each other up when we re messed up and say we ll meet in the new year but it s perfectly clear we ll do no such thing come the spring when the evening casts its shadows on the corners of my days and i am old and i am settled in the place where i will stay when my wandering meanderings have finally reached their end yeah whatever else may be i will not forget my friends friday evening barely even begins before my phone begins to ring with people asking where i am and i can t suppress a smile we talk a while but chances are that i am far away and so i m phased out of the plan and that s how i miss out on another night the kind of night where nothing really happens yeah but everything goes down and at the end i m just a promise to pick up the phone when i m in town when the evening casts its shadows on the corners of my days and i am old and i am settled in the place where i will stay when my wandering meanderings have finally reached their end yeah whatever else may be may my friends remember me2