• I can feel it in the air
    Telling me “don’t be scared.”
    A lonely whisper in the rain
    Like alcohol to the pain

    Through the burn the passion flares
    Breaking smiles through the glares
    And it’s biting in my skin
    Almost itching everywhere

    And though there are debts
    I seem to feel few regrets
    Cause in the end it feels worth it
    To face a fear I’ve never met

    With hardly a look behind me
    My body inches forward
    The road behind seems to die
    As the road ahead is being born