Life like a river flows
Down to the waterfall.
Why am I holding on?
Isn’t it time to go?

Though I know I would never return,
Though I know there’d be no turning back,
I could wash off the slime in the falls
And the leeches would fall off my neck

.Why am I holding on
Paralyzed and embraced?
Why don’t I let it go?
River would do the rest.

But they whisper: “You’d never return,
You let go, and there’s no turning back.
You’ve got friends here, you’re never alone,
At least a dozen’s attached to your neck.

In this slime and this grass is your home.
You have earned our love and respect.
You’ve been blessed by the sense of belonging
With us, leaches that dwell on your neck...

Life like a river flows
Down to the waterfall.
They can try holding on
I’m gonna let it go …