I dial the other side

My friend & I were like brothers
Spent everyday doing our thing, 
We had our laughs, had our good times
A union that only friendship can bring, 
I lost friends & family, never really healed
My friend past one night without me, 
Angry & too young & children left behind 
Grew up being lied to, hated him never let be, 
Before passing, we agreed to return to visit 
I think of him times when I need to talk, 
Words for ever & ever friends to last
Fallen scars for them all is my long walk, 
I once asked how to call on him, recorded
Just think of me was the reply I heard, 
And now when I remember the good times 
He's here when I need him, I know its obsurd, 
This life I move once forward, three going back 
Black & white memories of good times are safe today, 
We can reach out to our loved ones, if you believe 
Love for our past, peace for him & I'll see him one day.