My dear, I’ve fallen down again won’t you come and hold my hand?
I won’t always be a failure – I’m just trying to figure out how to be a grown man
I’d love to swear to never let you down - but I’d only let you down
But one day all these faults and follies will be gone – I just want to make you proud
What fault, what folly
What endless valleys
Dear God, these valleys! Dear God, these storms!
Be gone worry! Be gone woe! Haunt me with your endless diligence no more
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