Burgeoning to a halt, what have I done New ruins set along a fault line, monuments Built up and gutted sills, shadowed in the sun High rising into something, boarded up Gotta let it go This won't be the floor I fall through Put it together then take it apart Blueprints puddled on the carpet, overdrawn Could take another year to begin again I tried, you know, I tried Gotta let it go This won't be the floor I fall through Better off, better now I can heal the doubt Summer wounds from a time All better now Better off, better now I can hear the sound Of a silence calling I'll settle down Better off, better now I can heal the doubt Summer wounds from a time All better now Better off, better now When I hear the sound When I hear the sound I'll settle down