-Half Truths- By: Davey Squires

Well, I’m headed to the park and I’m trying for a brand new start. A new way of thinking and a new system for the taking.
Now I’m below the trees and I can finally start to breathe,
And let all my thoughts recede into a breeze of a dream.

Oh, oh, let me go, let me go. Oh, oh, let me go, let me go. Life’s unpredictable show.

Now I’m walking down a dusty, old road at the end of
April when the sun burns cold.
And I’ve lost my best friend, but we’ll all begin again.
In a cottage of my own heart I’m trying for a brand new start.

Oh, oh, let me go, let me go. Oh, oh, let me go, let me go.

Let me go to a distant future where all thoughtful words mean nothing, And all trust is based on a joke and the truth just means you’re bluffing.

Oh, oh, let me go, let me go. Oh, oh, let me go, let me go.