They've asked me before
What it is that frightens me
And won't let me stay
I stood in silence
For what I fear most
Belongs as deep
As all I know
It is not the unknown
The abscense of light
Or air
Whether it's dark or dangerous
As I kept the winding truth
To myself
I saw once more
What can't be told
Since no voice
Speaks such language
What was never said
The last time I saw you go
The faith in every loss
And all that stays behind
The way I've always let go
Or the depth within my soul
As I watched you do the same
My speech was bold
As I said
"I'm afraid of getting old
And still
Pale and scattered"
But I knew
Time has only scared me
Once before
Since this sacred acient idea
Started seeing me cry
And whisper through the night
What if this is the end
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