I've taken to leaning these past few days
A little too heavy on my walking cane
Cause I'm afraid she's swinging my way
Now with all my ducks in a row
With one pull I could let them go
Not to lose, just to show
But every man bears a burden
His own beast by the horns
That he hides from the world
When he's young and strong
Looking over his shoulders
But every year rolls on like a runaway train
Every beast grows stronger as the pendulum swings
To and fro, and on she goes,
I've just seen that rock of ages
I've just held my savior's hand
With my head on her shoulders
She swore to never let me fall
And wouldn't time seem so kindly
If every bright eyed girl could be more like you
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