END OF CHAPTER THREE: “Frightened” 

I’m a fish with slippery skin
I’ve been rubbed raw within
Tonight we can only seek
refuge in whispers

Oh, the water is fickle
It greets you like an old friend
Then treats you like a stranger

We’ve tasted sour
Now can we stand a little sweet?
Are we frightened of our nature
Or just happy being bitter?

You’re a swan with a pretentious pout
You’ve been rubbed raw without
Tonight we can only seek
refuge in whispers

We’ve tasted sour
Now can we stand a little sweet?
Are we frightened of our nature
Or just happy being bitter?

I heard you laugh last night
I’m a child who loves war
You’re a beggar for a fight
We’re rich but we want more

We’ll embrace that voice no matter how thick
Embrace that kid who just won’t quit
Embrace the trip no matter how sick
it makes us

We’ve tasted sour
Now can we stand a little sweet?
Are we frightened of our nature
Or just happy being bitter?

We’ll walk by the river
Till the stars accept our nature
The moon is full of demons
Yet it stares in judgement tonight

From the song “Frightened” on The Hungry Ghost CD

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