For years your health's been failing.
To me it's worth sustaining.
We'll pull your arteries open
with stents.
Pushing straight to your heart.
Through the veins in your arm.
I really hope that you'll
pull through.
There's no one near
as dear to me as you,
and when you die
I'll miss you terribly.
In my face I see you physically,
but I am no excuse
for your legacy.
