What Then

The further that I’m reaching
The less I hold
A version of the story that’s never told

Even when it’s silent
I carry on
The cracks beneath the surface are never gone

But I will never need your hope again
Warning me that I will break before I bend
If letting go is not the hardest part
What then, let’s pretend

As I watch it burning
I close my eyes
The smoke is just a curtain for what’s inside

Even in the darkness
I don’t belong
I see the fight it takes and I play along

But I will never need your hope again
Warning me that I will break before I bend
If letting go is not the hardest part
What then, let’s pretend