Clean break, freight train
time goes on and on and on
and people move along.
Memory collectives
and iron pumps
things will happen as they're meant to
but that will never change
post-stamped scriptures
captured in Polaroid pictures.
The heartbreak will fade
as painful as it is today
time is on our side
tomorrow isn't far away
and in this moment
as the ice breaks
like splinters ripping into veins
I tell myself
I'm no longer drowning
and everything will be okay.