Mitra

I've become so detached from the things that were once so important to me.

Brick walls in the road trying hard not to remember, but never asking to forget.

And I ask you help me never to forget.

And when you ask my brother if he knows my name

I assure you that the answer will be, you know, "I don't think we ever met."

It's time to let go!

Bury the past but not to forget the times that we had.

But I can look back at everything we've done back

then let go... Let go!

I've done all that I can.

Now when I reach you, you run to your nearest haven.

When I look into your eyes I almost feel embarrassed.

I've done all that I could,

but you're ripping things away.

So weak, so powerful,

so content with the lies you say.

But I don't know if it's the feeling of defeat that is stinging my heart

- Or is it the void inside of me that is asking to be filled?

I never thought that I could feel this way before

and now I find myself never asking to forget.

It's time to let go!

Bury the past but not to forget the times that we had.

Good lives when you know there's nothing left to hold

Let go!

I've done all that I can.

So weak, so powerful,

so content with the lies --

So weak, so powerful,

so content with the lies - with the lies - you say.