Sometimes
I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear.
And I can t help but ask myself how much I ll let the fear take the wheel and steer.
It s driven me before
and it seems to have a vague
haunting mass appeal.
But lately I am beginning to find out that I should be the one behind the wheel.
Whatever tomorrow brings
I ll be there with open arms and open eyes.
So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive? It s driven me before and it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around.
But lately I m beginning to find that when I drive myself my light is found.
So whatever tomorrow brings
I ll be there with open arms and open eyes.
Yeh.
Would you kill the Queen to crush the hive? Would you choose water over wine
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