The Fear Has Gone

The question is why do i walk the long way home?

Can't recall your answer now

My fear has gone i'm fake

My only thoughts of what's to gain

As i stumble into sudden blows

The fall has no delay

Exhaulted space, befriended land, an all encompassing high plan.

A vaulted thust, a word so grand is spoken by another man.

Above the space, below the land, in everything except the hand

Forgotten trust, defended land, a way to forge another plan