
You say life is a dream where we can't say what we mean, maybe just some roadside scene that we're driving past.
There's no telling where we'll be in a day or in a week and there's no promises of peace or of happiness.
Well is this why you cling to every little thing and polverize and derrange all your senses.
Maybe life is a song but you're scared to sing along until the very ending..
Oh, it's time to let go of everything we used to know, ideas that strengthen who we've been.
It's time to cut ties that won't ever free our minds from the chains and shackles that they're in.
Oh, tell me what good is saying that you're free in a dark and storming sea, you're chained to your history, you're surely sinking fast.
You say that you know that the good Lord's in control, he's gonna bless and keep your tired and oh so restless soul.
But at the end of the day when every price has been paid you're gonna rise and sit beside him on some old seat of gold.
And won't you tell me why you live like you're afraid to die, you'll die like you're afraid to go..
Oh, it's time to let go of everything we used to know, ideas that strengthen who we've been.
It's time to cut ties that won't ever free our minds from chains and shackles that they're in, from the chains and shackles that they're in!
cambio y fuera
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