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Daylight falls upon the path, the forest falls behind

Today I am not prey to dark uncertainty

The shadow trembles in its wrath, I've robbed its blackness blind

And tasted sunlight as my fear came clear to me

I think I understand

Fear is like a wilderland

Stepping stones or sinking sand

Now the way leads to the hills, above the steeple's chime

Below me sleepy rooftops round the harbor

It's there I'll take my thirsty fill of friendship over wine

Forgetting fear but never disregarding her

Oh, I think I understand

Fear is like a wilderland

Stepping stones and sinking sand

Sometimes voices in the night will call me back again

Back along the pathway of a troubled mind

When forests rise to block the light that keeps a traveler sane

I'll challenge them with flashes from a brighter time

Oh, I think I understand

Fear is like a wilderland

Stepping stones or sinking sand