And the truth flows free, And the numbness fades, And you're left in a daze, And the pain hits again, And the feelings you felt... Well they remain the same. And you hate yourself, For feeling anything at all, For a person who let you fall. And the hearbeat falters, And the tears glide freely, And the fear comes back again. And the brain goes crazy, With the self doubting ways, And ya feel like ya might implode. Well those are the days... Those are the moments, To remember who you are. Those feelings don't define you, Nor should they confine you.
And the feelings subside, And ya pick yourself up... One broken piece at a time. And you are now smiling, And you truly laugh again... And you find yourself once more, Well those are the days... Those are the moments... That I truly adore.