In Time You'll Wake To Find You're A Little Unbroken...

One day nothing is the same.
Been walking around in circles.
You find that your world is mending.
You do not break a little when you smile.
You don't know where you will be tomorrow.
Can barely remember where you've been.
But you remember laughter.
It's pictures in a photo album, put there long ago.
Took so long to let the hurt come.
The gone away is infinetly distant, but you run.
You don't know about tomorrow, but you run.
You change, but you always go.
You flutter around and never stop.
You never stop.
You flutter...