• When I was little, things weren't so hard.
    Sure they were tough,
    But I could stumble and still
    Find my way

    When I got older,
    Things got a little harder,
    But I found a way to stumble less
    And keep on moving

    Now that I'm here,
    Stuck where I am,
    Things are destroying me
    killing me, chillingly
    Filling me with a burning desire
    To go back to when
    I didn't understand but I could
    Stumble along.

    But wait, what's this?
    I stumble and I find a way
    To get back up

    Stumble and fall, get back up :repeat:
    Stumble, and keep on moving
    Because in the end
    After all that stumbling
    I'll finally have my land legs
    And when everyone else falls
    I'll be the only one standing