Him Different

Him was he before he understood His walk
So when he walked on, nobody took it for much of a surprise
It was His make and calling, His aid
Him could always crease so good and with so little too
And he stayed fresh, old spice nice
And peppermint was always on his breath
He was clean and His arm was too
But His lungs and His mind was not and Him was just fine with that and we had no choice but to be fine too
We had the problem with Him tho
Him not wanting to stay and Him not being able to
Him not protecting and teaching and Him not willing to learn Himself
So, we left Him alone to go ahead on and walk and
He left us alone because of Him and we are just fine without Him