Why can’t I just let things go where I’m standing alone?
But I can’t take it back, what’s done is dead, but I’m hoping we’ll change

Why can’t I just let things go where I’m standing alone?
But I can’t take it back, what’s done is dead, but I’m hoping we’ll change

What’s done is dead

I just want to rest while the city is burning
I won’t sleep tonight. I won’t let go. Too much reality can burn a city down, but I won’t let go
The city is burning