So long dear, you've spent too much time here
The winds of change have rearranged the atmosphere
"I made it out, but I don't know how to make it now"
So long dear, you've built it all, now disappear
Always on an Exodus, still chasing the fading end
I tried to do my best with what I was given
But some days I feel more like giving up
Between holding on and letting go
I still can't tell which one I want most
Out on a limb, I could give in or give it my all
Or get out