Oh, I'm sad for never knowing courage,
And I'm sad for the stilling of fear.
Close to the sun now and farther from the heart.
I think that my end must be near.

I linger too long at a picnic
'cause a picnic's gayer than me.
And I hold to the edge of the table
'cause the table's stronger than me.
And I lean on anyone's shoulder
Because anyone's warmer than me.

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