I Let You Go

If mercy can meet me here at this cold and holy stone,
Then every buried sorrow does not have to die alone.
I feel the chain come loose now,
I feel the deep unseal; what I could not speak in forty years is breaking,
But to heal.
I let you go, I let you go; in the house of my pain,
I call your name.
I let you go,
I let you go; I let you go; take this old heart home,