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