Ain't no talkin' to this man
Ain't no pretty other-side
Ain't no way to understand stupid words of pride
It would take an acrobat
And I already tried all that
I'm gonna let him fly, mm

Things can move at such a pace
The second hand just waved good-bye
You know the light has left his face
But you can't recall just where or why
So, there was, really, nothing to it
I just went and cut right through it
I said: I'm gonna let him fly
Oh, yeah

There's no mercy in a live wire
No rest, at all, in freedom
The choices we are given ain't no choice, at all
Uh, uh
The proof is in the fire you touch before it moves away
Yeah, yeah-eh
But you must always know how long to stay
And when to go

And there ain't no talkin' to this man
He's been tryin' to tell me so
It took awhile to understand the beauty of just letting go
Cause it would take an acrobat
And I already tried all that
I'm gonna let him fly

I'm gonna let him fly, fly
Whoa, oh-oh, oh, oh
I'm gonna let him fly, fly
Whoa, oh-oh, oh

I'm gonna let him fly