Old Friend

I have hit the bottom
And can’t go any lower
You live in the tower
So high to be thrown
You think I am a clown
Just because my head is down
But then you get the blow and you fall
Now you know how it feels to be low
But I won’t laugh at your pain
I will lend you my hand
Cause I know how it felt
To be standing alone in the rain
Hope, we will still be friend at the end

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