I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend

[ormopher]

here, I'll write you a poem
cause i don't know what to do
I'd like to move the world and things and you

I hope I'm not vain
I can't garantuee it
sometimes i can't see it
there's lots i can't see

the world is a brawling
the morning keeps calling
grace beckons me
to put smiles on my face

but sometimes my patience
is strained to distortion
this is my portion
this is my lot

tomorrow I'm hoping
i'll bless some and smile
i can't garantuee it
cause i'm just a man

my hope is in nothing
that i could produce
but in the producer
of this comedy

so now i'll go restin
it's been enough testin
of all of youz patience
good night and God bless