The knife's edge pierces Autumn And stabs the wind we fear But we must find ourselves Before we disappear By knowing when to move on We keep the peace with our pride We seldom live our moments Before the leaves have dried
But it's a peaceful feeling when We surrender And there is healing power in Letting go
Alone, confused, and naked Is when we are most sacred Fear is the enemy That strikes out at our sanity By keeping faith in our promise We drink from Eros fountains We confirm that we are here Moving up on higher mountains...
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