A Part Of You
Our life is a song
When hard times are too long, a hit from the bong moves me along
The all seeing eye, watching, like the moon stocking
A guardian angel following, keeping me from the clutches
Or, am I Satan himself
Watching, laughing, unwilling to help
The I is placed before the U
Your chain of circumstance, I cannot undo
Repent before me, your pride and ego
Your strongest fight, you will never let me go