Shores sometimes miss the river. I once saw a shore that the river had abandoned with a broken heart of sand and stone. And man sometimes also ends up without any strength, just like a shore.
I’m supposed to be the one who brings us all together, weak or strong, not just a song. We sing along when things go wrong. You will need me when you fall and I will need you when I’m wrong. Tears lead me on. They let me lead you so far. Weak or strong, I’ll hold your arm.