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