As I stagger in the darkness,
You call out to me,
As I run as far as I can,
You cry to me,
As I plummet for refinement,
You catch me.
As the chill sets in,
You keep me warm,
As I slaughter, as I suffer, as I shed my tears,
You hold me.
My conclusion is in front of me,
As I feared I am deserted,
Then you stride forward,
There’s nothing to parade, nothing to convey,
In my life all I did was crash,
All I did was bail.
But no matter how I fail,
You will be there to call me back,
Draw me back to my life,
You make me succeed!
You are always there,
And to really be fair, it’s my time,
Give me a burden to bear,
I will call you,
I will watch your back,
I will haul you back,
From the brink.
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