The moments you lie, The baggage in your mind, put it down and burn it up. hate the revolution that you created, join the restoration of the world you have wasted.
Let it Fly. . . Let it fly.
Up in the sky, before I die, I want to see you, Waving goodbye, and with my wings I will glide.
Let it flow. . . Let it flow.
Down and down and down we go, And when you bathe yourself in the rain, let the pain and tears hide their way ****** into the drain. . . go away, go away.