What makes a man break down into tears,

Could it be that he's facing all of his fears,

Trying to find reasons at the bottom of his beers,

He knows he's got 6 but using only 2 of his gears. 

Somewhere somehow he got into a bit of a muddle,

Wet through from metaphorically sleeping in puddles,

It may all have been as simple as warm kiss and cuddle,

Now he's floating away in his very own bubble,

Keeping away from sharp edges is keeping out of trouble,

Has the right to continue to struggle. 

The strength he found came from the most strangest place possible,

Laying on his back with a crack in his head cradled by a bed in the hospital,

It was there he thought that change might be quite plausible,

Because after all it takes a fall to make you realise the fact that you've been acting like a fool.