Besedila: George Canyon. One Good Friend. Letting Go.

Lonely sound of distant thunder stirs my restless sleep
And the dream that I was lost in slips away
Of a young son and his mama so innocent back then
Would she even recognize her boy today

'Cause I have fought into the darkness
And I've spilled blood, with these two hands
And in my heart I wish I could believe
That who I was, is who I am

I've crossed mountains, hills, and valleys
From sea to shining sea, barren sands to blinding snow
I held my brother as he laid dieing
Beside me in some field, said a prayer, and let him go

And I have fought into the darkness
And I've spilled blood, with these two hands
And in my heart I wish I could believe
That who I was, is who I am

I'm letting go
(I'm letting go)
Letting go
(I'm letting go)

Well, I'm letting go
(I'm letting go)
Letting go
(I'm letting go)

Now with all my trials behind me I'm so blessed to cast my eyes
On my family and my home
And with faith I faced my demons when God was on our side
All that's left, is letting go

I'm letting go
(I'm letting go)
Letting go
(I'm letting, letting go)

Well, I'm letting go
(I'm letting go)
Letting go
(I'm letting, letting go)