I'm a mess in breaking habits, 
should I learn how to let things go? 
You asked me if this was about you. 
I said no, but oh it was. 
We've spent most of our time 
looking far into the future skies, 
not seeing where we were going 
or how things started changing. 

We can not direct the wind 
but can we adjust the sails? 
If we're at the end of the rope, 
it's maybe better to let go. 

If you believe that 
we'll find another way, 
another way around this, 
then I'll have hope again. 
The man who fights [bad word] away 
may live to fight another day. 

Is there a way out of my head? 
I should really learn to let things go. 
You're thinking everything's about you. 
I'm sorry, nothing really is about you. 
Because we've found faith in the bottom of bottles, 
misprized everything that laid down before us, 
climbing mountaintops, 
realising it was the drop that we're frightened of. 

You know that you lost something. 
Like a part of you, but most of all a part of me. 

I must be the man I never was 
or been before. 
It's time to grow up, boy, 
it's time to let things go.