Let Go
Easy come, easy go,
Through the wind, feelings flow.
Above the trees, into the night,
Hushed voices, hurried flight.
Behind closed doors, secrets are kept.
Through the hours, traces are swept.
Whispering willows along the way,
Singing songs to the tune of grey.
As the clock nears dawn, time awaits.
Slowly but surely, it finds its fate.
Hold on tight, just once more.
Slipping away, thoughts to explore.
Hold on again, don’t let go.
Listen now, let the feelings flow.
Through the wind, feelings flow.
Above the trees, into the night,
Hushed voices, hurried flight.
Behind closed doors, secrets are kept.
Through the hours, traces are swept.
Whispering willows along the way,
Singing songs to the tune of grey.
As the clock nears dawn, time awaits.
Slowly but surely, it finds its fate.
Hold on tight, just once more.
Slipping away, thoughts to explore.
Hold on again, don’t let go.
Listen now, let the feelings flow.
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