weight that I've carried for some time
And I cling to it tightly
And when the water rises,
Now the key to my salvation
Her shoulder is the pillow
And she sighs and draws me near
Puts her hand on her face
as she whispers in my ear
just turn and let it lay,
So I went into the kitchen
and I grabbed a plastic bag
Began to fill it with everything I had
A thousand love letters in
And I went up to the roof
and I wrapped them up neat
I held them off the edge,
ten floors above the street
And I let it go, I let it go,
I let it go, I let it go,
Now the key to my salvation
I let her go, I let her go,
I let her turn and walk away
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