Another day in the old world Somebody's pouring it on Just when you get over one thing They send another along I need a minute to go through What I've been carrying 'round But then again there's a lot here And no one showing me how I'm a cluttered soul Bad at letting go And I'm crying out Just a cluttered soul Bad at letting go Can you clear it out? The only thing that I'm needing Is tucked away in the back Under a mountain of old things They say I'm lucky to have If I could throw it away now I'm sure it'd help me to breathe But if I threw it away now I don't know what I would be Just a cluttered soul Turning animal And I'm crying out I'm a cluttered soul Bad at letting go Til you come around I see you giving me one thing Saying it's all that I have Finally sounds like a good thing If it's as simple as that Looking for something that stays true If I believe it or not You say you're making it brand new If I believe you or not