Falter

I went to high school with that kid He was even strange back then The type whose eyes don't leave the floor Blend in with the cement Well, I felt so bad for that kid One day I saw his face turn green And as he tumbled to the floor The thought of reaching out never occurred to me Why don't we open up Knowing that we all falter? When will we learn To reach out for each other? Well, he lived out on the edge of town And I'm pretty sure he had a brother It seemed that boy could walk for days I suspect to avoid his mother And I always knew he had it bad Tougher than any of us others did Still, I never asked him how he was doing What could I do? I was just a kid Why don't we open up Knowing that we all falter? When will we learn To reach out for each other? So, now he's the new town bum He talks to himself and picks up cans all day And when my kids ask me about him What'll I say? What'll I say? Why don't we open up Knowing that we, we all falter? And when will we learn? When will we learn to open up Knowing that we all falter? When will we learn? (When will we learn?) I said, when will we learn? When will we learn To reach out for each other?