It's awesome to have
The final say over yourself
To feel yourself the weight of things
And yet be weighed often by the world
More or less found wanting in value
Living in deep debt for everything
House and friends life and death
Paying love's monthly mortgage
And putting its daily bread on the table
And so much trusting to do
When there is no hand to grasp
And draw you up out of the dark well
It's all so bleak and true
And hopeless without you
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