they say it s love you let go and hope to resurface but what is love lets go of you the sweet equity collects just to make you nervous wash you out and wear you through but we don t change we ll land on fire at least the jump won t hurt do your hands get tired of cycling through from blister to burn i was always blind to the edges with the loose leaf attachments there doesn t seem to be much else do i let go of northwest highways late online bill pay and jet black chasing gray cuz you re not the pixel you are the picture is happiness love is happiness life weren t you certain the two would together burn bright the curtains are drawn the feeling is right dressed in black we ll dance to one summer night our last summer night we ll land on fire at least the jump won t hurt do your hands get tired of cycling through from blister to burn if love is the thing you let go then i ll hope to hell you learn