Kimo Sounds Let Them Leave

A tree bends when the wind arrives
It never once asks the wind to stay
So why do
I stand here begging a storm
To turn around and choose to change its way
Chasing was never proof of love
It was only proof
I doubted my own worth
And worth was never mine to argue for
It was already here since the day of my birth
Let them leave, let them go
The kindest hand is the one held open
I'll close what's mine
We'll circle back around
What isn't
Was never truly mine to hold
Let something real to walk in unforced
The ones who stay through open doors
Were never the ones
I had to chase or coax
Nothing has gone wrong when someone walks away
Their part was finished, that's simply the truth
Some things flow without a single push
What needed force was never built to last through
Let them leave, let them go
The kindest hand is the one held open, not closed
What's mine was circled back around
What isn't was never truly mine to hold
Let them leave
This is them go
Peace was always the quieter road
I'd rather stand here with an open hand
Than close my fist around what wants to fold
Let them leave
And finally, watch how much lighter
I hope