Until I’m to let go…

Conclude

The heat is moved
A village-taken out
You see how well things never work?
How weak we are in doubt?

We’re no safer in the light
Than when in dark and blind
The wrong will always cheat to win
Just wait, give it some time

You see, they let her climb this tree
They let her drop that rope
They’ll hold me here for years and years
Until I’m who lets go

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