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.
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.
but I won't let go.
The city is burning.