I should know better
I should believe You
But leaves are falling
And I am crumbling in brittle pieces
I should remember
How well You warmed me
But I'm standing in the browns and greys
Of a season's ending
They say everyone must toss the coin of fate
I think it's such a cold, cold comfort for comfort's sake
So I take these coins and promises
And I hold them in my trembling hands
One is chance, one is rest
One I toss
The other I live
I fear the forecast
I know it can move me
Still I close my eyes and try to remember
The sweet words You told me
I am simply so unprepared
So weak and frightened by the whole affair
CHORUS
I cannot stand
But I will not fall
Without Your promises
Nothing makes sense at all
So I dig them in
And I dare my soul to believe
CHORUS
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