A Friend For Bad Times

A Beacon in Despair: Finding Strength and Wings in 'A Friend For Bad Times'
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Lyrics

In the bad times, it keeps me standing

In challenging times, it provides support to keep me upright.

Makes me fly, growing my wings

Elevates me, enabling personal growth and empowerment.

I was dead, confined to the bed

Formerly lifeless, confined to despair until it captivates me.

'Till it draws me like a moth to a flame

Acts as a compelling force, attracting me like a moth to a flame.

Everything looked very bleak

Everything seemed hopeless and grim.

'Till all my hopes win

Optimism prevails, and all my aspirations succeed.


Even words were vain against my abyss

Even words couldn't combat the abyss of my struggles.

I hurried to create a sphere of softness

Swiftly created a comforting environment to counter challenges.

I escaped from my reality

Escaped the harshness of reality.

I reached out beyond the boundaries

Extended beyond limitations by reaching out.


When things go wrong, it remains sovereign

During adversity, it remains a source of strength and authority.

I banish the grey, pour out myself in song

Dispels negativity, expressing emotions through music.


At the end of my last resources

Even at the brink, retained the inner flame, calming turbulent emotions.

I kept the flame, relieved my troubled seas

Prevented a personal disaster, offering guidance through difficulties.

It saved me from a shipwreck

Rescued from potential wreckage and chaos.

It guided me to the right way

Guided towards the correct path, avoiding pitfalls.


In the bad times, it keeps me standing

In challenging times, it provides support to keep me upright.

Makes me fly, growing my wings

Elevates me, enabling personal growth and empowerment.

When things go wrong, it remains sovereign

During adversity, it remains a source of strength and authority.

I banish the grey, pour out myself in song

Dispels negativity, expressing emotions through music.

I was dead, confined to the bed

Formerly lifeless, confined to despair until it captivates me.

'Till it draws me like a moth to a flame

Acts as a compelling force, attracting me like a moth to a flame.

Everything looked very bleak

Everything seemed hopeless and grim.

'Till all my hopes win

Optimism prevails, and all my aspirations succeed.

I was dead, confined to the bed

Formerly lifeless, confined to despair until it captivates me.

'Till it draws me like a moth to a flame

Acts as a compelling force, attracting me like a moth to a flame.

Everything looked very bleak

Everything seemed hopeless and grim.

'Till all my hopes win

Optimism prevails, and all my aspirations succeed.

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