Undone

I've been thinking I lost my touch

Then read about a forest monk

Trained for seventeen years

Rid many of his fears

Seems the key is giving up

In the sense of losing control (In the sense, in the sense of losing control)

Forget what you think that you know

Don't believe your every thought

Be prepared to start

Questioning your own role (Questioning your own role)

If you're ready to

We can leave it all behind

If you're ready to

We can leave it all behind

I've been feeling I'm on the brink (I've been feeling I'm)

Believing everything I think (Trying not to think, trying not to think)

If I'm not creating

Does it mean I'm wasting

My God-given gift?

I think

And maybe that's the problem

Got to be a better option

Cleo said, "God's love is free"

And it's not dependent on me

Or what I will become

Maybe the whole point is becoming undone

Undone

If you're ready to

We can leave it all behind

If you're ready to

We can leave it all behind

If you're ready to

We can leave it all behind

If you're ready to

We can leave it all behind