[Verse 1]
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[Chorus]
You've gotta let go of the past
And grab hold of the present task
Ahead; behind these words, here am I
Will never be implied
But do you really know?
[Verse 2]
The sun exists just past the clouds
The rain finds its way to give back what the atmosphere takes
The wind rescinds any layer of doubt
That the underside is soon to be found out
Read backwards, like Oriental or medical
Terms you use to diffuse and abuse the bruise
Of a preconceived idea– and a posthumous –ology
That travelling one way confirms forward progress
But this process is something that is shared by two
A joint effort between bones
Pinpointing where function occurs
But it blurs between X and Y
Chromosomes. Lie, out of mouth or at home-
Either way, those same fingers that comb
Through your hair catch fire. Panting from the heat
Now you got the –itis, solely running with your feet
The grains of sand between are the times you'd need
The most
[Chorus]
[Hook - x3]
You've gotta let go
[Outro: Instrumental]