Let go Of all that you perceive Everything’s not as it seems Let go Of all that you perceive Everything’s not as it seems See the [?] For what it is Not what it can give Make your way You’re lost within That’s no way to live [?] we commanded We believe we’re all forgiven The mark of the man Is not where he stands Where he stands Where he stands When all is right in the world It’s what he does When the [?] The [?] [?] Puts is soul Put down his soul, in Hell[?] The bravery [?] [?] the worry His life on the edge, but his soul survives His head in [?] in, but he’s [?] inside They hold his feet to the fire Hoping he’ll be inspired The last of the bottle Will know your name Don’t let shame replace who you’ll be With who you are Contempt is a weak metaphor building [?] of wonder Ask a man on his d**h bed what he truly believes He will say, it’s all trophies, all the places he’s seen The unanswered questions Leave the greatest impressions Let go of all that you perceive Everything’s not what it seems