| I’ve become so detached from the things that were once so important to me,
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| brick walls in the road trying hard to remember,
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| but never asking to forget.
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| And I ask you help me never to forget
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| and when you ask my brother if he knows my name
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| I assure you that the answer will be you know «I don’t think we ever met.»
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| It’s time to let go,
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| bury the past
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| but not to forget the times that we had
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| but I can look back at everything we’ve done back then
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| let go.
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| I’ve done all that I can.
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| Now when I reach our you run to your nearest haven
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| when I look into your eyes I almost feel embarrassed.
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| I’ve done all that I could,
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| but you’re ripping things away
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| so weak and so powerful
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| so content with the lies you say.
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| But I don’t know if its the feeling of defeat
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| that is stinging my heart.
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| Or is it the void inside of me that is asking to be filled.
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| I never thought that I could feel this way before
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| and now I find myself never asking to forget
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| It’s time to let go,
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| bury the past
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| but not to forget the times that we had
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| good lives when you know there’s nothing left to hold
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| Let go I’ve done all that I can.
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| So weak so powerful
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| So content with the lies you say. |