[A nice fragment. It even has a name already. I'm on top of things. Atelophobia, by the way, is the fear of imperfection. I might change it, because that's not quite the phobia I'm looking for. I'm not sure though, yet, since I don't really know where the song will go. I think this part is going to be a bridge, so it could go pretty much anywhere from here.]
For all the days and all the nights
And all the fears and all the fights
My heart against my reason
My limits against my dreams
Carry me into the sky
We're heart to heart and eye to eye
Your hands to hold me heavenward
My fear to keep me trembling
You're everything I'm scared to try and be
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