Oh
I'm a wandering soul
I'm still walking the line that leads me home
alone
All I know
I still got mountain to climb
on my own
on my own

Do you love me enough to let me go'
to let me follow through
to let me fall for you
Do you love me enough to let me go'

Back from the dead of winter
back from the dead and all our leaves are dry
you're so beautiful, tonight

Back from the dead we went through
back from the dead and both our tongues are tied
you look beautiful tonight
but every seed dies before it grows

Breathe it in
and let it go
every breath you take is not your to own
it's not your to hold
Do you love me enough to let me go'


Behind the Song:

"Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other." -Carl Jung

"Faith is the highest passion in a human being. Many in every generation may not come that far, but none comes further." -Soren Kierkegaard

This one started with the guitar hook I came up with during sound-check; however, most of the song took shape in a hotel room in Australia. I was thinking about how love (not just lust or codependency that commonly flood the tunes on the airways) actually involves quite a bit of faith. There's a lot of letting go involved. Two souls in love is an intricate dance of give and take. I can be a fairly solitary person from time to time. Sure, I love being with people, but I also need time alone. I guess I thrive on the poles. So this song is about the dance involved in a relationship the coming together and letting go. The song equates love with breathing- pulling in and releasing. Or a seed, for the seed to grow it has to be dropped and buried.

In our barcode media, love is often portrayed as consumption. As consumers in a commercial driven culture we can begin to view other souls as objects, or potential cures for our deepest fears and insecurities. "Perhaps if I found the right lover I would no longer feel this deep existential despair." But of course no human soul could be the Constant Other, the face that will never go away. Only the infinite can fill that role. But the silence can be deafening. It's a fearful thing to be alone. Do you love me enough to let me go' "I can't live without you"- "I would die if you ever left me"- These are not the songs of love, these are the songs of consumption." - Jon Foreman (Switchfoot)