When all the failures fade out
And all the burdens dissolves
I run my fingers through the past
No, I couldn't even notice
The iron cast that kept me whole
I never longed for a still life
And there are winds that must blow
I run my fingers through the past
No, I couldn't even notice
That it was all for show
There are reasons to let go
There are reasons to let go
There are reasons to let go
There are reasons to let go
I need it printed in ink
I'll carve it into my skin
Then run my fingers over the lines
No I couldn't even say it
But it rhymes with home
There are reasons to let go
There are reasons to let go
There are reasons to let go
There are reasons to let go
There are reasons to let go
Such a cliché with a bonfire
Act like a deer in the headlight
There are reasons to let go
Try to redeem the trophies
I cannot wait to flip sides
There are reasons to let go
Such a cliché with a bonfire
Act like a deer in the headlight
There are reasons to let go
Try to redeem the trophies
I cannot wait to flip sides
Such a cliché with a bonfire
Act like a deer in the headlight
Try to redeem the trophies
I cannot wait to flip sides
Such a cliché with a bonfire
Act like a deer in the headlight
Try to redeem the trophies
I cannot wait to flip sides