Dewey Kincade

Lyrics

From fields of enjoyment
To cruel disappointments
We have traveled on boots made of stone
It seems like we’re winning
But the wheel keeps on spinning
But at least we’re not always alone.

While the fire it rages
And it burns up the pages
And the cages all slowly corrode
From the famines and fires
To the hopes and desires
Let it go, let it go, let it go.

From the pillars of piety
To the songs of Calliope
High society to tenement walls
Your mind is still reeling
And you feel it so clearly
Like two lovers after the fall

When your faith is a shiver
That you can’t deliver
And a river of tears overflows
All the high stakes, and rough trades
The head fakes and heartbreak
Let it go, let it go, let it go

Let go of your vision of truth
Let go of the garden you grow
Let go of your fictions of youth
Let go all the people you know
There’s a light there that beckons
But if just for a second
Let it go, let it go, let it go.