LET GO.
Blowing up the energy,
always thinking
"It's not the time"

It was never the right time.

LET GO:
What are you holding on to,
losing slowly,
Lose the time,

In your wasted thoughts.

I stand at the dock,
looking at the outer see.
Knowing the dock,
had always been in the middle.

Let it go;
Let go,
to all those memories.

Because,
In the end,
you're either denied or forgiven.

So let go,
of that wasted time,
Let go,
you see a spirit floating.

Floating right up to your face,
looking at your dull eyes.

And you finally know...
You're forgiven,
all because you had let go.