Be There
Who would save you from yourself
When caution signs turn invitation
Who would dampen the fire
At breakfast, lunch, and dinner
Who would force the world to turn
When the door is wedged
And you’re worried about tomorrow
Who would hold you in your head
And carry you in your waking
Who would love you when it’s hard
And calm you when it’s not
Who would be there
When the drugs wear off
Living gets heavy
I won’t be there
I’m sorry

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