1 year, 3 months, 10 days until the end.
What keeps you glued together strong my friend?
Who keeps you company in the night?
When all you feel is the wind's bite.

Who keeps you going when it gets rough?
Who helps you up when it gets tough?
Is there someone you depend on?
Has everyone not willing, gone?

Why is it that you do not cry?
Have you never had a loved one die?
It's the toughest thing imaginable.
Well, I think you're incredible.

You're so modest, you're so nice.
Even if you beat me up once or twice.
466 days until the end.
Will you keep me strong, my friend?