The Mysterious Old Man

There once was an old man
Who taught me well
Taught me to write and
Taught me myself

And once I had left him
I saw something else
Cannot describe how I felt
But I knew the feeling well

And now this old man
He told us of his life
Writing his stories
About a younger life

About all the people
From his hometown
Who never left
And who were never found

And once he had left them
They saw something else
They can't describe how they felt
But they knew him well

And now that he lives here within all of us
Giving us courage, inspiring our lives
Now that he sits here and can't even see
I sometimes wonder, how is he?

And now this same old man
He never asked for help
He always put others
In front of himself

And now that we're separated
He doesn't get to see
How he impacted all of thee
And all of those he's seen

And now that I'm finished
He doesn't get to see
How he impacted all of me
And all that believe

We can't describe how we felt
But he was the one who helped

We can't describe how we felt
But he was the one who helped

Helped Me
Helped Me
Helped Me
Helped Me