Strings

(Two, three, four
One, two, three, four)

Before you set me
Free
Make sure you can stand on just
Memories

And untie all the
Strings
And send me drifting gently towards
The summer breeze

And leave
We can't keep what we
Must change
We only see
Our mistakes
Go somewhere deep inside
The brain
The subtle fear

Of being replaced

The words I long to
Change
The future makes the skies look like
A remedy

And now the round you'll
See
Just block my tether pieces
From your lonesome sleep

And dream
We can't keep what we
Must change
We only see
Our mistakes
Go somewhere deep inside
The brain
The subtle fear

Of being replaced