Beyond the beauty we've dreamt about.
This brilliant light is brighter than we've known,
Without our darkness to prove it so.
Still, we can't help but to examine it,
To add our question marks to periods.
These little words, somehow they're changing us.
So we let our shadows fall away like dust.
But they're just old ghosts
That we grow attached to.
The tragic flaw is that they hide the truth
I promise you're enough, I promise you.
These little words, somehow they're changing us.
So we let our shadows fall away like dust.
These little words, somehow they're changing us.
Let it go, let it go, "You are enough."
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