[Verse 1] [?] [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]