here lies the heart of me buried with an unmarked gravestone no name just the dates it lived and died now i want it back always finding but never seeing the way teach me how not to be afraid take me down and let me see the well that s full of bravery and baptize me so i ll be free to do the things i fear always finding but never seeing the way teach me how not to be afraid hiding in a filthy hole with a battered bruised and blistered soul we will laugh the day i m whole and i ll finally see why i used to cry always finding but never seeing the way teach me how not to be afraid always finding but never seeing the way teach me how not to be afraid once again once again
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