"It's in your hands." she told me I can hear it as if now. "Whenever winds blow arms will hug And it's warm again." I started out the run once And I kept running till I cracked Burned alive in my own crust But I'm a boy now and I can cry... "Home's in your hands." she told me Hiding bruises on her arms "Don't be afraid we'll be alright It's going to change I promise." "Come it's time to let this go. We will be alright now, well chase away the storm Come now, it's time to let this go. Yes we're going to be alright now We'll find our way back home Back home." "It's all in your hands" Oh save it now. D'you think the lesson served me right? Where's your little boy now? Right on his way to atone for what he'd done. "Come it's time to let this go. We will be alright now, well chase away the storm Come now, it's time to let this go. Yes we're going to be alright now We'll find our way back home Back home." Back in my shed make an amend I'm just like him The face is grimming — Cut... Tear it wide open The smell of flesh in his room The festering wound — Oh boy it's so much better. Guess the lesson served you right... Never going to let this go. A beautiful lie... I am never going to let this go... "Come it's time to let this go. Yes we're going to be alright now we'll chase away the storm Come now, it's time to let this go. Yes we're going to be alright We'll find our way back home."