| 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 |