Courage And Control — Brandon Boyd

The boulevard is bustling A vast and wrinkled muslin Is all over my eyes and I know I don't belong

There is a noise inside of me That bustles asymmetrically Oh how have I to balance Those sounds into a song

It's time to let your hair down and give yourself permission it takes courage and control but you start by letting go

The city's an analogy For things building inside of me This chaos and this discourse Still we move along

The chaos hangs of symmetry and all her words of poetry and that's the kind of city which I want to belong

It's time to let your hair down and give yourself permission It takes courage and control but you start by letting go

All I think, I feel, I see All that this place is not me I want to be alone, but be wild and free Oh he who asks receives

It's time to let your hair down and give yourself permission It takes courage and control but you start by letting go