Fearless
I’m going to tell you something sad
And I need you do know it’s ok to be mad
And lost and not want to talk about it
But it’s all over the world
Happens every day
Men and boys, girls and moms, god damn it
Don’t cry for the dead
Their safe and sound
Cry for the living and work hard to love
Doubt struck me in San Tropez
Alone in the dark, before the howling dog
But I heard the Fearless piano, and I’ll never forget