As you walk up those steps
And garner your award
Try not to forget about me
'Cause I was there when you had no one else to hold
You used to look just like a saint
Stumblin' toward
Yours and God's very own quarantine
You used to never think you'd ever grow old
 [bad word] How the [bad word] you ever made it this far
Is a testament of who you are
Who you'll be
Followin' a star
I remember once when you had gotten down
Lower than the floor
But you found how not [bad word] away
It was a lesson that I thought you'd never learn
Now all the folks you knew [bad word] around
Have opened up the door
And now they know you're here to stay
That light shines bright it feels like it might burn