Ain't no pretty other side
Ain't no way to understand
the stupid words of pride
and I already tried all that
Things can move at such a pace
The second hand just waved goodbye
And though the light has left his face
But you can't recall just where or why
So there was really nothing to it
I just went and cut right through it
I said, I'm gonna let him fly,
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, oh-huh
The The proof is in the fire
You touch before it moves away,
But you must always know how long
And there ain't no talkin' to this man
He's been tryna tell me so
Took awhile to understand
The beauty of just letting go
'Cause it would take an acrobat
and I already tried all that