Down the Step

He's my friend, don't wake him

He's asleep for sure

Look at his eyes, open stare

Warm smile on his face

Here we go off the steps

Counting in soul, no regrets

Look at his arms

Hollow and cold

I'll never want to make him go

He's my friend, I know

I'll never want to make him stay

But now, he'll never go away

It's the night or the morning

Allan flag and nothing on him

Here or there don't mean much

Sylvia says he's cold to touch

I'll never want to make him go

He's my friend, I know

I'll never want to make him stay

But now, he'll never go away

Down the steps

Fast asleep

Wake up

Make us some tea