I should know better I should believe You But leaves are falling And I am crumbling in brittle pieces
I should remember How well You warmed me But I'm standing in the browns and greys Of a season's ending
They say everyone must toss the coin of fate I think it's such a cold, cold comfort for comfort's sake
So I take these coins and promises And I hold them in my trembling hands One is chance, one is rest One I toss The other I live
I fear the forecast I know it can move me Still I close my eyes and try to remember The sweet words You told me I am simply so unprepared So weak and frightened by the whole affair
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I cannot stand But I will not fall Without Your promises Nothing makes sense at all So I dig them in And I dare my soul to believe