Stand tall my friend for your soul is beautiful
It’s hard to see against this storm
The world is calling and people pass you by
And your story is carried away in the chaos of the wind
Stand tall my find, I can see it in your gentle eyes
There is an honesty that’s genuine by a mile
The winds may blow and the seasons change
But perhaps they shall never pass me by
Stand tall me friend you are no one
No one believes in you or cares
You are the soul of the deserted preacher
The one who cries away in hurt and despair
Please stand tall my friend for in truth we need you
You reflect who on earth we are
We need you more than ever before
We need you to fight our mindless wars
Stand tall my friend this isn't goodbye,
It’s simply just another day
Stand tall my friend the world won’t ever see you
They choose to look their reflections way
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