From the recording Sometimes I Wake Up Naked
About The Song
Feel The Fear is a song about facing our personal insecurities and doubts, and taking them on without fear or favour. From memory, the title is adapted from a self-help book called, 'Feel The Fear And Do It Anyway', by Susan Jeffers.
Personnel
JIM LESSES (vocals & guitar); JOHN MUNRO (lead guitar); DON HOLDERNESSE (bass guitar & congas); HUGH GORDON (violin); JANE BARR & TRISH SMYLIE (harmonies); DON, JOHN, and JIM (hand claps).
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Lyrics
Feel The Fear (and make it run)
© 1997, Jim Lesses. All Rights Reserved.
Stand before the open portal, look into the dark beyond,
Take a step into the future, feel the fear and make it run.
It’s a challenge to the senses, it’s a battle for the night,
Throw away the smoking candle, walk in to the fading light, and...
Deliver up your fears and troubles, place them in the gunny sack,
Drop them into raging water, lose the monkey on your back, and...
Let it wander where it wishes, do not think to call it home,
Let it face the world in silence, there’s no need to feel alone, and...
CHORUS
Dance across the broken headstones, whirl beneath the rising moon,
Roaring out a final challenge; Now can never be too soon!
Do not fear the thunder warnings, let the timid have their say,
Send them back to bed a-weeping, while you wait to greet the day.
Every day another nightmare, every night a waking scream,
Every morning try to sort through all the pieces of the dream.
Every day a new sun rising, every night a dying sigh,
Glory in a new beginning, wipe away the teary eye, and...
Dance across the broken headstones, whirl beneath the rising moon,
Roaring out a final challenge; Now can never be too soon!
Do not fear the thunder warnings, let the timid have their say,
Send them back to bed a-weeping, while you wait to greet the day and dance...
Dance... dance...
Hold aloft the Golden Saber, symbol of a new resolve,
Stand upon the broken mirror, you are master of your soul.
Look toward a new day dawning, feel the warmth upon your skin,
Turn your face toward the future, open wide and let it in, and...
Dance across the broken headstones, whirl beneath the rising moon,
Roaring out a final challenge; Now can never be too soon!
Do not fear the thunder warnings, let the timid have their say,
Send them back to bed a-weeping, while you wait to greet the day.
And stand before the open portal, look into the dark beyond,
Take a step into the future, feel the fear and make it run, and dance…
Dance... dance... Dance... dance...