Letting Go

Speak to me, memory
Take me back to New Orleans
I long to smell the tidal breeze
Show me something to make me see
Compulsory sensory release me
I know it’s not as bad as it seems
We’re on our own, there’s no one home
I’m out here all alone
The thought letting go
A concept of personal betterment
To save my own skin
I can’t pretend
Speak to me, lovely
Take me back to rolling seas
I long to see the changing of leaves
So I can feel the change in me
Compulsory sensory release me
I know it’s not as bad as it seems
We’re on our own, there’s no one home
I’m out here all alone
The thought letting go
A concept of personal betterment
To save my own skin
I can’t pretend