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Some are loud, uncouth
They specialise
in cheap scares
Others are discreet,
shrewd and silver-tongued
They bring you down with care
These strange birds
love two words:
‘What if…’

We spend our lives
trying
to escape their hold
but intrepidity
is rather shy
and fears are rather bold

Some are all too familiar
Paranoid fools
with a mean streak
Others are a thrill
An uncertainty
whose company we seek
They lean in,
eyes gleaming
‘What if…’

We spend our lives
trying
to escape their hold
Trying to outsmart
a simple thought
Fears are rather bold

When they’re right —
we clash
When they're wrong —
we’re happy to fold
Most of them are cheap
and therefore
easily sold

Some are all too familiar
Some are all too familiar

We spend our lives
Trying to escape
a simple thought

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from The Vocabulary of Madness, released November 4, 2022

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