Alyeska from Quarter Past by Sam Stucky

Now that I'm letting it go
It's easy to let go
What a disaster

I lay it out on the floor
To my future soul
I wanna ask him
I wanna ask him

How'd you hold
To something you're
Not even sure you have?
Did you let it go?
Or maybe I've still got
Maybe he's still got a
Hope

'Cause my grip loosens most
When two cents turns common sense
Slipping through cracks
That I make when I am open
Dropping change like it's cash only

So maybe I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
'Cause then at least there's a chance
That I could be wrong
I could be wrong

Least then there's
Hope
At least there's
Hope

That if I let it slip
Out of my hands
I'll still be worth half as much to him
As I think I am
Well I won't watch while I wait
For something I won't ever really reach
So high up on the pedestal
Forever out of reach
And maybe the worst part about it all
Is he was put up there by me
Put up there by me

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