Word and Sound
 

Has it all been written down, Every word and every sound?
Have we murdered all our muses and recycled through the past?
Can you capture every moment? Do you feel like you own it?
You can’t buy another afternoon, you can package up the now

Go on, won’t you let it all go
The past won’t fit inside your soul
Go on, won’t you let it all go
This world is not for you to hold onto
Don’t hold on too long

Will my life leave a legacy? Is that even a part of me?
Am I just a roaming stranger only passing through the night?
Will we ever really get it? Will we find out what it is?
The sky is full of ghosts and we’re just counting down the days

Go on, won’t you let it all go
The past won’t fit inside your soul
Go on, won’t you let it all go
This world is not for you to hold onto
Don’t hold on too long

Will be the epitome of the loneliest community?
Or the crescendo of the choir into the universal night?