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Worries have traveled far
Clutched in my tired hands.
I have been waiting so long
To let go,
To let them go.

Hills became mountains to climb
When my burdens held me back.
But that's all gone now,
In the past,
I've let it go.

Aching whispers, breathless gasps,
I couldn't hear the silence behind
So I turned off the set.
Eyes up high,
I said hello.

And my understanding descended,
And I knew this:

The baggage that we hold on to, the past that we cling so dearly to, is gone.