There's no pretty other side
There's no way to understand
the stupid words of pride

Things can move at such a pace
The second hand just waved goodbye
You know the light has left this face
But you can't recall just where or why

There's no mercy in a live wire
No rest at all in freedom
Of the choices we are given
it's no choice at all
The proof is in the fire
you touch before it moves away
But you must always know how long to stay
and when to go

It'll take awhile to understand
the beauty of just letting go