That your memory serves you
More than I can now
You'll have to make sense of my life somehow
Well, I close my eyes
Remove each piece of armor one by one
Inhale this moment deep into my lungs
And make amends for all I've done
All of my devils are free at last
All my secrets revealed
And your permission is all I need to heal
How long have I been sitting here?
I must have drifted off
I cannot finish any of my thoughts
Forgive me for my wayward charm
All of my devils are free at last
All my secrets revealed
And your permission is all I need to heal
I wake up in the morning and it comes back to you
I breathe in, I breathe out; it comes back to you
I stare up at the ceiling and it comes back to you
I step out my front door—it comes back to you
At the end of my driveway, it comes back to you
Brake lights on the highway; it comes back to you
I could die in Los Angeles; it would come back to you
All of my devils are free at last
All my secrets revealed
And your permission is all I need to heal
