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I'm bearing witness, I'm laying low I'm saving my strength now for those who need me the most I'm stepping lightly, I'm learning to dance I've got fifty-two milk-white roses for the Angels of Happenstance 'Cause it's not what you're given But what you do with it And it's not the road less travelled But how you choose to live I'm bearing witness, I'm staying clean Not leaving the house now except for what I need I'm sick and sorry, in no good state of mind I can't stand the attention, can't stand to be left behind 'Cause it's not what you're given But what you do with it And it's not the road less taken But how you choose to live And it's not your lack of understanding But your ignorance I'm bearing witness, but my feelings are mixed I play my hand the best I can Though I feel like the whole thing is fixed Letras de cancionesI'm bearing witness, I'm holding my own If it wasn't for the kindness of others I'd have gone down long ago I'm bearing witness, I'm chipping away Used to be you could fall behind Used to be you could make a mistake And it's not what you're given But what you do with it And it's not the road less travelled But how you choose to live And it's not your lack of understanding But your ignorance And it's not the last man standing Gets to tell it like it is And it's left to frail and tender hearts To deal with it And it's not what you're given But what you do with it From Letras Mania