Fearsome Though We Are

rain hits the windshield

and tires give way

and for a moment

just a moment ...and you whisper, you whisper

"it's your anxiety"tell me why you're scared

tell me why you cannot sleep

and i won't do a thingand shore lines spread out infinite

in four-four time with wasted breath.

their spinning heads

don't make a dent in you ...

and you whisper in my ears

"it's your anxiety"fearlessly we brave the darkest streets that we know

living dead! we don't heed a word that they say!

fearsome, though we are ... i still have one on you