The Rural Alberta Advantage - Letting Go Lyrics

It's time to let you go
In the dark, I'm waiting in the cold
You know
Full night drive's pretty far
Then again, pretty close

It's time to let you go
The fire's for the lies you never want to know
But we know
And the marks on the walls
I can sense some fire getting close
In the lonely night
Fire's getting low, you don't really know
'Til you know

Now I don't know
In the lonely night
Cars getting close
Fire's getting low
Do you really know

All your songs well they touched me to
Bitter core
Head like a drone
We're not getting young
No, tonight I walk with these heavy thoughts
They're getting old
There's your counting on

When this body's a waste of blood
Read the braille on the aching skies
Feverish dreams needing cyclical thoughts
You'll be somewhat close to those

Are we defined by blood
The tale of raging skies
I was never one to get a lesson
It's hard to know
It's time to let go