When the knife finds you with your
Hands all tied and the silence holds the answers
I am blind for the for the sun that wets the eyes
Simple measure, emulator
And if you fight, I could be that
Wonderlight with no guidance
Other than my happy days
Often climb when you're ruined
With another, hold me with your porcupine
While I catch on fire
Open letters grow the flowers

I know I got to let, let it go
Letting it go
I got to let, let it go
I know I got to let, let it go
Letting it go
I got to let, let it go

When the knife finds you with your
With your, with your
Hands all tied and the silence holds the answers
I am blind for the for the sun that wets the eyes
Open letters grow the flowers

Letting it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
I know
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Letting it go
I know I got to let, let it go
Letting it go
I got to let, let it go
I know

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): NAOMI GRACE SAALFIELD