≡ The Final Fall
I hear you sing but it’s the same old song
Still trying to right the same old wrong
How much longer till it’s been too long?
It’s time to move ahead
I hear you cry about the same lost love
Still unable to fully rise above
I think it’s time you got a great big shove
Out of your mourning bed
I see you wallowing in your self-made funk
Still unwilling to throw away your junk
When will you tire of hearing your own bunk?
Give yourself a rest
I feel your anger at how things turned out
Still clinging blindly to your fear and doubt
At one time or another we’ve all done without
All we can do is our best
I see you someday breaking through the wall
Still fighting still winning despite it all
And if at the end you finally fall
I will be there to catch you.
