A Complete List of Fears Ages 5-28 (Aprox)

Here’s a complete list of everything I’ve ever been afraid of
From the age of five to, oh, let’s say just the other day
Maybe things I’ve misremembered, maybe things I’ve just forgot
But as far as I can figure, this is pretty much the lot
Make of it what you will, make of it what you will!
'Cause it’s: birds and heights and movie credits
Crowds and puppets, dying in a fire
Being washed right out to sea
Losing all of my front teeth
Being buried half-alive
Bugs that burrow deep inside
Wild dogs, and things like that
Domesticated mice and rats
Not all of them, just their feet
Or that my whole life could be sleep
Ferris-wheels and certain blues
Oh, but mainly losing you
These days, mainly losing you
And here’s a picture of the house I’d like to build for us someday
This may seem unrealistic, I’m not very good with my hands
If we had to we could buy it, or keep renting like we do
Borrow money from our parents, pool our money me and you
All we need’s four walls to hold us, and a roof to keep us dry
A bed big enough to sleep in as I roll around at night
Keep us sheltered from the darkness, and the things that lurk outside
And this growing sense of distance that keeps building in my mind
Keep us safe from:
Birds and heights and movie credits
Crowds and puppets, dying in a fire
Being washed right out to sea
Losing all of my front teeth
Being buried half-alive
Bugs that burrow deep inside
Wild dogs, and things like that
Domesticated mice and rats
Not all of them, just their feet
Or that my whole life could be sleep
Ferris-wheels and certain blues
Oh, but mainly losing you
These days, mainly losing you
These days, mainly losing you!
But if the night should fall, I know, I know we’ll just keep reaching after all
Keep on stretching towards the light and keep on staying up all night
And as we reach the end, we’ll say, «There's gonna be another day»
Keep on reaching towards the light and keep on staying up all night
And as we reach the end, we’ll say, «There's gonna be another day!»
And it’s birds and heights and movie credits
Crowds and puppets, dying in a fire
Being washed right out to sea
Losing all of my front teeth
Being buried half-alive
Bugs that burrow deep inside
Wild dogs, and things like that
Domesticated mice and rats
Not all of them, just their feet
Or that my whole life could be sleep
Ferris-wheels and certain blues
Oh, but mainly losing you
These days, mainly losing you
These days, mainly losing you!
And, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh
And it’s birds and heights and movie credits…