He has known people who have died
He's felt the sorrow that comes with this life
He knows the battles that go on inside
And yet, still, he is willing to fight
He's hit his knees with tears in his eyes
People have left him without a goodbye
Sometimes he sits down just wondering why
And yet, still, he's glad to be alive
Things have gone wrong so many times
And finally, when they're starting to go right
It's only right to assume another storm will rise
But there is a difference I hope he sees tonight;
This time, someone will be by his side
(Wrote this last night.)
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