At 3 AM, passion strikes
All the things you wanted to do
All the things you've failed to do
Everything all at once
It's all gone now,
Haunted mamories
Yet it's very much alive
Beating, pounding; still hurting
We're going through it again
Just like we did yesterday
Let go of what you can't control
And give your all for what you can
Cry for what you've lost
Fight for what's still there
Surrender to the pain
But hold on to what you've gain
Giving up, it is a gift
Of freedom,
Of starting again
Releasing to make space
Giving up is starting again
To not give up of what's left:
Under those failures and pain,
Your dream and calling remains
Come now,
Lay it down
And start anew
'Tis the day of endings and beginnings
Get out of your prison. It's time to be freed and start again.
