Real old Gold

 Stanza 1

When I say He lives don’t get confused

I don’t mean He leaves so get me right

My only friend I drive away and around again

Not for a reason or being angry or petty

Chorus            

I am almost down but not fallen

 I was trying to reach you

Only that I threw my hand too hard

But a friend who neither fall nor even sleep

You think He had a bed?

Stanza 2

He stands right by me in times none does

That makes me tears when I realize that

Not that I am a bold and a silly creature

Or that I mean I love disinteresting

Chorus

I am almost down but not fallen

 I was trying to reach you

Only that I threw my hand too hard

But a friend who neither fall nor even sleep

You think He had a bed?

Hook

Keep going but pick nothing along the way

The path to eternity steep rugged

Take no additional burden

Just your hearts keep mending