Father, I used to know

Father, I used to know

Father, father

Where have you gone?

The man who picked me up

The man who was strong

Father, father

What have you become

Now I can pick you up

Now I have to be strong

Father, father

Is this how it ends?

A slow decline

A sad goodbye

As you wither away

And that’s how this ends

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