The Clearing - David Crosby

Fear doesn’t live inside the blind

Let go

And step into the clearing mind and soul

This kind of love don’t need a home

This kind a heart beats all alone

This kind of world, gonna let it go

Lay down the things that came before

Firelight creates families

Believe

Shadows become giants in the trees

The sky is dark enough to swallow you

A storm

Violence the least of all it’s forms