Is that a hand on my spine, keeping me upright Or is it a spear I feel at my back If I lean in, will I be saved or ruined Am I making it up, or am I trapped Is that a hand in my hand, keeping me warm Or is it a coal, burning into my skin If I let go will I be saved, or colder without it I can't comprehend How does a person stay happy And how long does that take to learn I wish some magic spell would come wrap itself around me But I'm scared I'd scare it off first And what makes me want to Work to get better