the rocky road I traveled
I always took the dare
I climbed up on a mountain
and turned the devil's stare
I swam the muddy river
and fought the cruel riptide
through every single journey
someone was by my side
the war that tried to take me
would lose that battle too
for I was not forsaken
of all that I held true
I did a few good deeds
mistakes I made were few
a strong hand always helping
his name I never knew
but still the third man factor
is watching over me
and he will pull me through
till heaven sets me free
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The Third Man factor refers to reported situations where an unseen presence such as a spirit provides comfort or support during traumatic experiences.
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