I'm Not Afraid of Anything
Jenny's afraid of water
I mean she swims so well, but still
She's afraid of water
And so she won't go near the sea
Not me
Jenny looked at the swirling water in front of her. It was dark, and deep, and seemed like sure death to her. Of course her sister Katie thought that the ocean was the best thing after sliced bread, and was already splashing around. Jenny was almost four years Katie’s senior, but that didn’t mean she was any braver. Jenny could handle most scary things well. She liked roller coasters as well as the next person, and thought that horror movies were awesome. But water she couldn’t handle… She sometimes wished her sister was afraid of something so Jenny would feel a little better.
Katie's afraid of darkness
I mean she sleeps and all, but still
She's afraid of darkness
So when the lights are out she has to hold my hand
I don't understand
Katie lay there, trying to go sleep. How could Jenny fall asleep so quickly? The darkness of the night seemed to loom around her, threatening to swallow her up. Katie didn’t have any silly ideas about what the shadows were. She knew exactly what they were; just shadows. What terrified her about the darkness was that anything might be hiding there. Katie stared at the bottom of her sisters bed (the two shared a bunk bed in their small room) and marveled at Jenny’s ability to sleep. She just laid down and was asleep, instantly. Wasn’t Jenny afraid of anything?
I'm not afraid of anything
Be it mountains, water, dragons, dark or sky
I'm not afraid of anything
Tell me where's the challenge if you never try
So watch me fly
I'm not afraid
I’m not a happy flier. I sit on planes griping the arm rests. If the flight is more then an hour long, I’m screwed. I sweat insanely, and I can’t talk, and I don’t eat anything for hours before the flight so I can be sure that I won’t throw up. People attempt to talk to me, but I just tune them out. I tried listening to music, or reading, but nothing helps. I can’t handle flying.
Daddy's afraid of babies
I mean he got through me, but now
He's afraid of babies
Guess he's scared of what they'll be
Not me
Looking at the young girl in his arms, Daddy was amazed. How had his wife created this amazing being? So tiny, so amazing. This was his third child, his third daughter, his third little girl. But it didn’t matter; every time was as incredible as the first. But still, even as he marveled, he was a tiny bit scared. Could he really do it all again? What if he messed up this time? His wife didn’t seem to have any doubts. She always seemed so happy…
And Mama's afraid of crying
You know she tries to hold it in
But she's afraid of crying
And she can look at me with tears stuck in her eye
And I don't know why
Mama tried to hold back the tears that were welling up behind her eyes. Here stood her oldest daughter, who was screaming at her. Yelling that she hated her, that she wanted her to go to hell. All because of something so trivial. Some party, or something, Mama could hardly remember. Why did teenagers have to be so vicious? The older woman wanted to let go and sob, and sob, just cry, but she couldn’t do that. She managed to pull her tears back, and let her daughter yell. Was this girl afraid of anything?
I'm not afraid of anything
Be it growing old or going out of style
I'm not afraid of anything
Who would give up what they want without a trial
Another mile
I'm not afraid
And I feel the calling of adventure
And I hear the ringing in my ear
The lights are glaring
Trumpets blaring
I'm right here
And I hear the calling of tomorrow
And I feel the stirring in my bones
And David loves me
He's afraid to hold me
Listen to the calling of excitement
Can you feel the pounding of my heart
The lights are ready
Pulse is steady
I can start
Never stop the calling of a challenge
Blessing on the water and the stones
And David loves me
He's afraid to tell me
David loves me
He's afraid to trust me
He's afraid to hold me
And he'll always be
He's afraid of me
And I'm not afraid of anyone
I am sure to win with anyone at all
I'm not afraid of anyone
Not a soul alive can get behind this wall
So let them call
And watch them fall
‘Cause after all
I'm not afraid