Be Released

Tell me: where do you go from here? I saw a photograph from the past It showed your family tree all red and gold It showed your place of birth And all the colours blurred Like chalk on a blackboard And now that you look It all seems so far away It's further than it seems Progress is slow But it will be easier, it's easier now to say "I'm home, four doors and all the furniture I own- Dissolved, I chose to be released from all of this" It's funny how quickly you forget And how the smallest of details remain Flawless and bright Like the curtains hanging loose And open in the room Or your first class when you went to school And you were last to arrive You asked your friends for advice But nothing they said could reach so deep Or even describe the moment you felt All alone in your mind It was the first of five years now - You're free of all those places Tell me: where do you go from here? And now that you look It all seems so far away It's further than it seems Progress is slow It will be easier, it's easier now to say "I'm home, four doors and all the furniture I own - Dissolved, I chose to be released from all of this" You found a story for yourself Built from a dream Removed all inheritance and debt From here there's nowhere else And now that you look It all seems so far away It's further than it seems Progress is slow It will be easier, it's easier now to say "I'm home, four doors and all the furniture I own - Dissolved, I chose to be released from all of this" Four doors A shelf A wall Windows Chairs Carpets And stairs