Please set down
The weight which you carry.
It's so a part of you
That
You can’t see it anymore.
You can hardly feel it.
You don’t even notice that it's there,
Growing,
Incrementally a part of you
Until you release it
And see
The mortal mass,
The ordeal,
The burden.
And feel the release,
The relief,
From the everything you've never known.
The weight which you carry.
It's so a part of you
That
You can’t see it anymore.
You can hardly feel it.
You don’t even notice that it's there,
Growing,
Incrementally a part of you
Until you release it
And see
The mortal mass,
The ordeal,
The burden.
And feel the release,
The relief,
From the everything you've never known.