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