Tomorrow will become
A neverending holiday
Of change and reparations
And yesterday is gone
Along with good intentions of
A past that's unforgiving
Time means absolutely nothing
It won't heal you like they say it does
But I'm not afraid
A brighter display of affection
No, another change of direction
For, a town like this one, this one
But Gone
Are all the days
That we could say
What we really thought
And not be afraid
to speak our minds
and cross the lines
of our past
and hold on
to what we've got
