It's always around me, all this noise, But not nearly as loud as the voice saying Let it happen, let it happen, It's gonna feel so good, Just let it happen... let it happen. All this running around, Trying to cover my shadow, A notion growing inside, Now all the others seem shallow. All this running around, Baring down on my shoulders, I can hear an alarm, It must be morning. I heard about a whirlwind that's coming round, It's gonna carry off all that isn't bound, and when it happens, when it happens, I won't be holding on, So let it happen... let it happen. All this running around, I can't fight it much longer, something's trying to get out, And it's never been closer. So if my take-off fails, Make up some other story, But if I never come back, Tell my mother I'm sorry. Baby, Now I'm ready, Moving on, Oh but maybe, I was ready, All along. Oh I'm ready, For the moment, And the sound, Oh but maybe, I was ready, All along.