The Chosen One

Destrage

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Everything scares us
Yet all is harmless
Everything scares us
Yet all is harmless

Can't be that bad
It's just a scratch
But can't be left like that
Can't be left like that

No leader preceding
No supporter following
Alone with doors kicking
And obstacles jumping

The barriers in my way
Fine barrels where I age
Weak phantoms in my days
Crawl in a circle chase

Within tired, sleepy dreams lay
Left with a few options to choose
But none of them looks attractive
Headfirst

No caution to use
Nor courage, nor might to prove
My choice taken in a blind shot
Pursued even if not ideal

Chosen because it's real
And the sense of it all
I will grasp in a thousand years
We are the best that ever happened to ourselves
We are a bunch of the million chosen ones