While my words run away, help me run with them
Keep in step and stay, Just run with them

give your ears, as I say, far too much to them
all these games, yes I play, far too much with them

round and round get a little bit high
round and round get a little bit dry

give me a plan, and a year, and I’ll comfort them
give me a man, and all his fears, and I’ll comfort him

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Remember now, that the words are gone, they were already said
I forgot, my own name, who will comfort me?