Too weak to fight, I can’t fight to stand
In my shoes is a lonely man
And blessed is he who truly sees
For I am blind in my time of need
Be me old with none held close
Was bitter sorrows I held on most
Now Fate has thrown its final blow
A time to reap and a time to sow
Now he who reaps is closing near
To take this hand far from here
I will not weep I will not cry,
for I lived as a man and as one I will die
Ignite o you, set your heart ablaze
And when comes your time be not a-craze
Bask in life and cherish through
For in my shoes
could
be
you
Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 5:38 AM UTC
Too weak to fight, I can’t fight to stand
In my shoes is a lonely man
And blessed is he who truly sees
For I am blind in my time of need
Be me old with none held close
Was bitter sorrows I held on most
Now Fate has thrown its final blow
A time to reap and a time to sow
Now he who reaps is closing near
To take this hand far from here
I will not weep I will not cry,
for I lived as a man and as one I will die
Ignite o you, set your heart ablaze
And when comes your time be not a-craze
Bask in life and cherish through
For in my shoes
could
be
you