It never started smoothly
It just kept going rough and rough
He was mocked
He was dejected
They kept on making him feel like nothing
But he never stopped, he had faith
He had faith that one day, the tables will turn around
And he'll move from grass to grace

Those that had always stood by him began to leave
The ones who had always helped him left anyway
Little by little, they all vanished into thin air
But he didn't break down, he had faith
He had faith that nothing is permanent
And that...