Lyrics

How many years? A twenty or more Dedicated was I, indebted, indentured Repairing the roof, washing the floor I dreamt of the world, but I never ventured Chains round my ankles, locks on the door The shackles that bound me don't anymore In the end, I let it go Maybe it's best just to let it go Was I even good at this? I'm not even sure I just did the job and kept my head down I fooled myself thinking that my aims were purе A full veil covered thе face of a clown Hooked up to a plough, I tilled the earth I buried a few and to some I gave birth In the end, I let it go Maybe it's best just to let it go Our changes came fast, but the torments were slow Let it go, let it go A person, a gender, a human soul What kind of career means a life in a cage? One day I could hear a distant bell toll Without emotion, no joy or rage I took just enough to see me well gone My tiny space vacant, I'd left before dawn Oh, in the end, I let it go Maybe it's best just to let it go Our changes were fast, but the torments were slow Let it go, let it go I let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go