Let The Reigns Go.

Oh wow, how strange to let the reigns go...

they strike down to the floor

with a strong, mighty, roar.

The arms were once so strong, and now are weak as watery mud,

break the spirit of anything filled with luck.

how strange to lose absolute control...

dependant on someone else,

learning one's role.

reaching out a hand seems so far away,

yet letting it swing by side makes heartbreak a cruel game.

how strange to find a new comfort...

it seems like the world is so adverse to a sheltering fort.

oh... how strange to let the reigns go...