If I build it out of blood and bone If I love it and I even give it a good name and I let it stand up on its own and if I even never learn to trust and walk away Will it crumble on its own two feet Or will it multiply and grow big white wings If I love it and I give it life Can I let it go and know that it was never mine Give more, give it all away I'm sure it'll come back someday You gotta let go to let it circle back around To rise up, you gotta learn to root down I.... learned to root down. I... If I cut it with a heart-shaped knife and I send it to my very closest of friends and they somehow bring it back to life what if I only ever do it all over again I'm a writer here upon this ship on a sea of unnamed and untamed passages Every vessel's meant for pouring out and every bloom has to make room to root down Give more, give it all away I'm sure it'll come back someday You gotta let go to let it circle back around To rise up, you gotta learn to root down I.... learned to root down. I... Give more, give it all away I'm sure it'll come back someday You gotta let go to let it circle back around To rise up, you gotta learn to root down End on: