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