Words and Music by Aaron Tate

My friend why do you whip yourself
With the leather of your life
Why do your memories build like poison in your eyes
You're re-running the mistakes
In the theater of your mind
Hoping that there'll be a happily ever after this time

Oh, let go
Oh, let go
Oh, let go and forget what you know

You fear you've walked too far
In the hemlock forest and you are lost
But what error could you invent with more power than the cross

(Oh, let go) Your sin is not an axe
(Let go) That can fell the sacred tree
(Oh, let go) Your regret is not a net
(Let go) That can dredge the forgetting sea

A wise man once told me
When I was dying just the same
The past can be like sidewalk chalk
If you will dance and pray for rain

Oh, let go
Oh, let go
Oh, let go and forget what you know
(Oh, let go) Your sin is not an axe
(Let go) That can fell the sacred tree
(Oh, let go) Your regret is not a net
(Let go) That can dredge the forgetting sea Let go