As Above, So Below

Some things are best left behind

Left to fade and not leave a trace

Stop thinking of someone you knew

Forget that faceLet the details just slip from your mind

A story that that no-one can tell

No fingers that point back to you

So what the hellIt's just out of reach, up in the air

Who knows how the pieces will land

There's a twist in the road

Round the next bend

But the wheel's in your hands

The wheel's in your hands

As above, so below

Let your colours fly

Let the good times roll

Back to the start, to wipe the slate

Cut away that part, forget that faceCut! To a house on a hill

No-one lives there anymore

The windows are all boarded up

Forget that placeAnd it's into the centre we rise

All there is is all that you see

Nothing is hidden away

No mysteryIt's just out of reach, up in the air

Who knows how the pieces will land

There's a twist in the road

Round the next bend

But the wheel's in your hands

The wheel's in your hands

As above, so below

Let your colors fly

Let the good times roll

Back to the start, to wipe the slate

Cut away that part, forget that face