At first it hurts, but then you heal
And then you soothe it down -
Something like when we walk forward,
And then tend to turn around -
This departure isn’t foreign
And this dismisal’s not your fault
It just is all that is,
What we find inside our vault
Yes, at first its hard to handle,
And it hurts on every jump,
Then we find a way to make it -
The all that we succumb
For all the things that make us numb,
And all the things we scrape together,
All that whiskey, all the rum
All the flying
All the feathers
Because at first, yes it hurts,
But II promise you it heals
So soothe it down,
Don’t turn around
And show yourself …
Your real.
ELIIZAZOEY
