Of all the liars in the world sometimes the worst are your own fears (Rudyard Kipling)

We all take a beating

When sadness is greedy

When pain has your number

Where grief loves to grow

I'm here to believe you

Run with me please do

Intuitive order

The old men all knew

Running and fighting

Jump death defying these

Primitive shoulders

Your hands sweat as your heart beats

Swimming and breathing

We're diving with reason

It's cool getting older

In a pool of mistakes

I'm here to believe you

Run with me please do

Intuitive order

The old men the old men the old men

Running and fighting

Its super exciting these

Primitive shoulders

Your hands sweat as your heart beats on

Breathing feels so wrong

When the words come out to slay

Pushing hope out of the way

As your sadness leads you home

Will you turn the scene around?

Moving closer to the stage

Where your fear ends up afraid

Of all the liars in the world sometimes the worst are your own fears