Of What I'm Afraid

Upon the whistling winds
Carried aloft out to the shore
I flutter as I glide
I see my tree no more
A promise of a freedom
Of quite a different kind

Out far a clock chimes out
Of what I'm afraid
There is no mystery there
Plain that I'm no plane

And though I see and feel and taste the life
And though I crave and beg and plead all night
The water rises up ever closer to me
Threatens to reveal who I may actually be

Out far a clock chimes out
Of what I'm afraid
There is no mystery there
Of which ending shall embrace me
Is the thought encircling my head
And did I do enough to be
Worthiness in my stead

Out far a clock chimes out
Of what I'm afraid
There is no mystery there
Not for naught, a knot in my heart
A simple press onto the tension
A precarious embrace, apart

A part



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Siegel
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