8,500 Days:

I’ve walked this earth for eighty-five hundred days,

And the past three were hell.

I have a tendency to lose most of my mind;

But I’m here once-in-a-while.

I still refuse to believe we are mortal men.

Sometimes I may wander far from my home at night;

But I’m here once-in-a-while.

I do not need to know wherever you may go; 

I will follow you.