I fly low no idea where to go
So I land here and there
Just seeking peace of mind
something to give me hope
Something to give me strength
Someone to give and receive
someone to let me be me
The days of my youth gone
These days I fight too remember
People and places fade daily
There’s some big things fading
Like what day or where I am
Finally changing the channel
But it’s getting harder to handle
The golden days that once were
Have come and gone
I struggle with all I have
To find the person I once was
Only to be faced with the man in the mirror
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