Down beneath these tangled rootsnThere lies a truth not as cleannAs it seems up herennAnd in the outbuildingsnUnattended and austere I fearnI’ll become unclearnOh I fearnI’ll become unclearnnI was all out of fightnThen the dark came down but no cavalry arrivednAnd those ne’er-do-wells love a sacrificenBut you don’t scare mennUnderneath these over hangs there lives a fear not as clearnAs it seems up herenAnd rivulets at great lengthnForm tiny landscapes over yearsnI’ll become unclearnOh I fearnI’ll become unclearnnAnd some people believe that they’re the only onesnThat have a stirring in their hearts that they can’t namenBut not all hearts will fall apart or come undonenBut it’s that stirring in our hearts that we can’t namenThat keeps us all the samen