At the start
We had a lot of heart
In the beginning
Before the thing was spinning

We had a dream
Didn't know what it would mean
But we felt that if we held it it would grow
In our minds
We came up with lots of reasons
Cause it felt like it'd be treason to let go

To let go of a thing when you've made an agreement in your heart
If you leave then the whole thing starts to fall apart
If you stay then you just end up in a constant state of friction

In the middle
Someone hit the pedal
Accelerated
Thought we finally made it

But when we arrived
We hardly recognized it
Hypnotized and tired from walking on the stones
In our minds
We came up with lots of reasons
Cause it felt like it'd be treason to let go

To let go of a thing when you've made an agreement in your heart
If you leave then the whole thing starts to fall apart
If you stay then you just end up in a constant state of friction

Weightless in the atmosphere
Does all the tension disappear?
Digging deep to find the strength
To move from love and not from fear
Cut the cord, floating up
Looking back and letting go

In the end
We either break or bend
Or we learn to live inside the tension
In our minds
We come up with lots of reasons
When it feels like there's no reason to let go

Constant state of friction