"Once upon a time I could take anything, anything.
Always stepped in time, regardless of the beat,
I moved my feet, I carried weight.
What I could not do I faked, and I dug seeking treasure,
just to wake up in an early grave.
So I stopped right then and said,
go on alone, 'cause I won't follow.
But this isn't giving up, no this is letting go.

Out with the old dreams I've borrowed.
The path I've carved from here on out will be my own,
   the path will be my own.
I made the most of all this sorrow,
I tried to brave this discontent but now I'm through.
I'm letting go of you
This is not giving up, this is letting go. "