Before you think of leaving,
When you're frail, when you're weak...
Tears are rolling down my eyes
thinking how i used to look up to you...
This feeling Wash's over me
as I'm bombarded with memories of my past...
The room is now spinning
The shortening of your breath...
Tommy was just 5 years old,
When momma had to go...
I flick on the tv, flop down on the couch
land on a razor with silent ouch...
50 feet Intel the ground
ill bow my head soon to jump down...
Back in the days, carefree and wild
Classrooms full of laughter and tears...
And those first few months, they went by fast
Marley a tease of heavens glance...
Im hanging off the edge,
So much confusion it creates...
Nobody knows why
That little girl cries...
The ringing of blades
The growling of the wolf...