Vested Angels

When I fall I may have nothing left

When I lay my head to rest memories flood in

I’ll have no regrets

And I might be as crazy as they come

Leaving my wool coat at home

Standing in the ice and snow believing I know which way to go

And fear won’t ever get in my way

But I feel it night and day

At times worry slithers into my head

But I strike it down dead

I strike it down, oh I strike it down

Yeah I strike it down

My family worries patiently for me

In hopes that I will see

What I’m missing out on

But I see every day with the rising sun

My heart takes the brunt of it all

But I know which way to fall

Toward that jagged road

That not many dare to go

And fear won’t ever get in my way

But I feel it night and day

At times worry slithers into my head

But I strike it down dead…