Someday you may find yourself in a distant land, and you'll find You've forgotten the fear from which you ran, but now you're scared and alone without a hand to hold, and you're worried that you'll grow too old, and that nobody will want to take you in from the cold.

So you're on your own, you've made a new home, but you're still alone, and you can't remember what you had been told, so you scramble to show just how bold you are but you fold into pieces as the story goes on just the same as it always does

Time to make this mold new, out with the old for attempt number two, but make sure what you say you're going to is true, or you'll find yourself unable to be anything but blue