Stand By

Itself a slow glower
Smell sadness on him when
He crumbles in the room
The medicine around him crusty
On his mouth stuck in his beard
Glass and some melody he can't get 
From his head what I got or did
Not got I almost forgot what I did
Not got I got nothing but this all this.
I got nothing better to do than get it
Together for somebody to care more than that
I don't have all that I don't have that at all.
I have a great deal of mystery I would like
You to have a loaf of it I would like it if
You would you would do it for me and with me
And stand by my and stand by.