From the recording Like a Viking

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An internal fight against imagined futures, anxiety, and self-created storms.

Lyrics

I’ve been swingin’ at ghosts in the dark
Tryin’ to land where I left my mark
The mirror flinches, the shadows bend
Fighting beginnings that feel like the end

Every doubt’s got a name I know
Sneaks in quiet, then steals the show
I brace for thunder, it starts to rain
But half the storm’s inside my brain

The air gets heavy before the storm
I recognize that broken form

Foreshadow boxing, alone in the ring
Trading blows with the songs I sing
Every move’s a prophecy
Every bruise a memory
Swingin’ wild at what I see
Foreshadow boxing, just me and me

I duck old ghosts that wear my face
They circle slow, they know their place
I throw a punch, it fades to dust
I’m fightin’ fear, disguised as trust

The past throws jabs I can’t disguise
I see the truth behind its eyes

Foreshadow boxing, caught in the sway
The fight begins before the day
Every thought a warning sign
Every loss still intertwines
Hit the ground but still I try
Foreshadow boxing with my own sky

Every swing, every scar
Tells me how I got this far

Foreshadow boxing, I’ve learned the rhyme
The punchline lands ahead of time
Every fear that passed me by
Was just my shadow learnin’ to fly
No more gloves, no need to try
I’ll face the dawn, not askin’ why

I’ve been swingin’ at ghosts in the dark
But they fade when I find my spark