.When I am tired of walking alone
From the jobs that I hate
Itâs been a month since heâs gone
All I remember are his hands.
Donât sleep the day away
I know itâs hard to draw the blinds.
On Godâs mountain thereâll be rest
All of the roads leading there
Vital.
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