If you change the words you will never find your end. You will forever be chasing your thoughts, Until the day that you are dead, And when you are left without strength, How will you once more rise to stand again?
I guess it's cool to be okay. I think, I thought, I hope it ends up that way; But life is a mystery of a story not yet told. Who will guide me when I am beyond getting old?
Life has kicked me and I have bitten back. People have used me, I’m used to that. Family loved me, the best love I ever had. I was almost broken, but I’m still swinging my bat.