We go in to check the corpse
You can hear her through the land
We wake her to do our bidding
We will need an extra hand.
Her mind is back in the past
Her thoughts on yesterday
We’ve tried to remove them bit by bit
But they just never go away.
Caught up in a bad situation
A decision was made in haste
Maybe he would turn out to be good?
Then again, maybe he is just a waste.
We don’t call her by her name anymore
She doesn’t even want to live
Every day is a battle for her
Of what to take, and what to give.
Sitting licking healing wounds
A man comes by one day
Sits beside her and talks a while
Then decides he’ll never go away.
That moment turns into days
Weeks, months, and years
He knows he’s gotten her over the past
As he’s wiped off all her tears.
The very essence of being
Is not caught up in your past
It isn’t the one that walked away
It will always be with your last.
How does a man love a broken woman?
Day by day it seems.
These are the times life defines us
By feeling, and dreams.
Forgive yourself for poor decisions
Flip off those that want to remind you.
Put the past where it belongs, my friend
And you’ll find your life anew.