Let me go
Let me go
Walking past painted streets
Beneath tired old buildings
Towards greener pastures
Better stories with better endings
Let me go
Write my own fairytale
Bask in the sun’s glory
Drink a couple of tubs of ale
Let me go
Release my soul
From this prison that holds it
Bound by chains of wants and needs
Let it fly, soar
Let me go
I do not want to
But I have no choice
This is not my world
A world of dos and don’ts
This right and that wrong
No
Let me go
No more bills and paper wads of money
No more saying I can’t or I won’t
No more of you nor me
Destroy me, create something anew
Let me go.
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