You were lost at sea.
And you ran away from me.
And you fell at your feet.
You'll undo yourself before you get back home.
The race against death must be getting old.
We can take it one step at a time.
But it didn't go your way.
And now you're here to stay.
You bury yourself in shame.
While I'm pushed aside.
As your steps descend.
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