I am afraid for the rest of my days
And afraid of the æfter, that causes all souls its malaise
I am afraid sitting here in our home, safe and warm
Free from the worries outside, getting caught in the storm
I am afraid as you rest your head in my lap on down pillow
With the fire aglow and the snow gently falling just beyond our window
I am afraid for the beat of your breath as it rises and falls and rises the chest
For I can but wish to hold your heart and help it forever beat best
I am afraid that I am already enchanted, and have no more Sin worth being recanted
That I have been gifted, the dream has been granted
As my love blooms here among the holly, the ivy, the edelweiss
I am afraid I have reached Paradise
For if there truly be something better than this
Something beyond the sweet goodnight kiss in this scenery’s bliss
If there truly be ‘yond the horizon Wonders more
Where all humble travelers born await the barrelman’s cry for æon’s undiscovered shore
I am not worthy
I am not fit
I am damned
My fate has been writ
I am afraid the magic Prophets promise I am not destined to see
But I am comforted, for here in your eyes shine the stars meant for me