Tell me that I worry too much
Tell me how I fret
Tell me how I could never be right
And how much warning you'll get

Tell me that Im over-reacting
Tell me it's not true
Tell me how you think the world works
And how I haven't got a clue

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When worries prove true
When frets are valid
I will have been prepared

When you lose yours
When your face is pallid
Remember you could have been spared

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Scarlatan, in the year 652 AF.