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Picture this, the fading sun
Setting in the water
Drifting back, the dreams I had
Floating out to sea
Reaching for something real
That won't slip through my fingers
A grain of sand, dust through my hands
Held by gravity
Perhaps it's time to give away
The something I've held dear
Perhaps it's time to let it go
The hold it's had over me
Picture this, tiny hands
Eyes full of wonder
A distant land, not mine to stand
So far away from me
Reaching out for someone real
Who won't slip through my fingers
The hopes I held so close evaporate
Perhaps it's time to give away
The something I've held dear
Perhaps it's time to let it go
The hold it's had over me
Perhaps it's time to give away
The something I've held dear
Perhaps it's time to let it go
The hold it's had over me
Perhaps it's time to give away
The something I've held dear
Perhaps it's time to let it go
The hold it's had over me