When you are troubled, and you cannot see clear,
when you are frightend and feel that fear;
begin to rise, to take you over and drag you down,
Silently it kidnaps you without a sound,
and you're the victim stuck on sinking sand,
and the boat sinks with no sight of land,
deep down there, inside your despair,
far far down in the spider's lair,
there is a shelter, your own power cave,
find it's fire for it can save,
in these dark times, hold your own hand,
find those two legs and begin to stand,
touch the sun with your fingertips,
send kisses on rainbows from your own soft lips.
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