Perhaps we could close this book full of apologies,
and end this tragedy we could never escape.
dream of a new day, and make it happen.
heal the old scrape.
let go of the gray skies, and smile some more.
if you hide it enough, they'll never see it.
and as much as it hurts,
you wont ever have to admit
that how you were treated,
was wrong in every way.
it'll be okay, i promise.
it'll be okay.
