Letting go is my life, I'll be on my way.

"As I started to picture the trees in the storm, the answer began to dawn on me.
The trees in the storm don't try to stand up straight and tall and erect.
They allow themselves to bend and be blown with the wind.
They understand the power of letting go.

Those trees and those branches that try too hard to stand up strong and straight are the ones that break.
Now is not the time for you to be strong, Julia, or you, too, will break."
- Julia Butterfly Hill

Armor For Sleep - Kind Of Perfect


Can I just be something,
Somewhere in your room,
That you won't notice.

Maybe I'll be paper,
Or books thrown on your floor,
Move me when you want to.

I'll live where you put me,
In your VCR,
If I become a cassette.

Or on top of your computer,
If that's where I would fit,
Then so be it.

But things can't be perfect,
All the time, that I know.
Sometimes we just have to let some things go.

I will not say one word,
I'll just hang around,
I won't annoy you at all.

When you move out I'll stay,
Until I'm thrown away,
But then it won't matter.

Things can't be perfect,
All the time, that I know.
Sometimes we just have to let some things go.

Because things can't be perfect,
All the time, that I know.
Sometimes we just have to let some things go.

I promise to stop now,
To stop now.
I promise to stop now,
To stop now.

But things can't be perfect,
All the time, that I know.
Sometimes we just have to let some things go.

Things can't be perfect,
All the time, that I know.
Sometimes we just have to let some things go.

Letting go is my life,
I'll be on my way..


Peace & love,
Lewis