Pattern of the world
Is like quicksand
It runs into my mind
And it's taking my time
I can go beyond the glass
And numbers are all in your head
Comparison and envy
Are the thieves of joy
I'm here and then I go
Got to let it go
Just got to let it go
Got to let it go
Just got to let it go
I let it I let it let it go
Just got to let it go
Pattern of the world
Is like quicksand
It runs into my mind
And it's taking my time
I can go beyond the glass
And numbers are all in your head
Comparison and envy
Are the thieves of joy
I'm here and then I go
