I let you go now.

I can’t write, I can’t sing, I can’t play
My insides have been broken
My inspiration has flown away
And it’s hard to see all the little things

There’s a universe in a crack in the wall
Or an ant crawling across a broken tile
But it’s hard to see all the little things
When the big things get in the way

I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can’t think straight
I did not know it could be like this
Some things are better off being left alone
There are things that are best left unknown