premise: It 's not that she did not worry It 's not that she did not care But there she rode through the midnight skies With moonbeams in her hair . The first time she showed me the Darkness Pointed right at it , right there Gazed into its eyes with strength of a fortress Had only her soul to bare . I took her hands into my own Fine fingers and skin so fair Told her she would never travel alone We had memories enough to share . Long , deep , and hard she searched for intention Lifetimes beyond the karma sown She peered and considered , warily accepted No longer she 'd need to travel alone . How did she know that what you said was true and that she did not need to travel alone again ?
hypothesis: She only pretended to know because she missed having company