This crawling flesh is not a life
The way my head lies to my heart is not sweet poetry
It's a fearful recitation that makes action falter and fall
This is no life at all, frozen in wrong notions
Nothing will be known of the soul of this day
I pray emotion
fear
and try anywhere I hear a great [sea]
We will be closer than remaining stagnant
step by step
will open a you that has moved
that's all, is new
It is this improved human that faces the huge [inaudible]
the threatening venture becomes smaller
As a boxer by day
and a tenor by night
I am in the same fight in both gifts
I am bent on might
so I won't quit
Eyes and ears may judge me
You don't know opera
It's not what I do that I accept applause for
it's my willingness
to fight for my best performance
My specifics are humanly general
even more than that
Every atom that makes us
and this expanse we inhabit
wants to do its best in collaboration in the magic
a conduit of movement and music
I accept the heart's fear
but I exist to prove we can do life beautifully
because of it
Fear
makes me not want to fear
So I'll walk the boards of both stages