Let go

 In the blue sky
Under the sunlight
You'll be free
Today, not tonight
Breathe in the air
Let go of your fears
Cry that life isn't fair
But believe me
It'll be alright
Let go
Of all that holds you back
Let go
And learn to move past
Let go
Try to forget
Or learn your lesson
But let go
Of that weight on your shoulders
Tomorrow you'll know
Why I told you so
So please let go
And walk on forwards
You are much more than you know
You will be so successful
A person guided by the starlight
Replace your starlight with that of a nearby star
Learn to love the sun, love the blue sky
Learn to speak up and don't be shy
Let go
Of all that holds you down
Let go
And run around unbound
Let go
Your fears are only in your mind
And if they came true
You'll be fine
And I'll be here with you
And we'll be alright
I promise, we'll be alright
Let go
Of all the darkness that breathes within
Let go
And let sunlight liberate
Your soul
Let go
And become the one thing you truly wished
To be
Trust me, my friend
I'll be there till the end
Be free
Free to do as you please
Free to let go
Of the darkest cloaks
That cover you
Your invisibility will end soon
Sing and let go
Sing and be free
Do as you wish
Do as you please
Learn to let your wings go
And fly out up there
Dream so big
And do not care
Become something far far greater
Than what anyone could perceive
And even if you become nothing
At least you will be free
Let go
Let go
Let go
And be

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