It’s an old wound, waiting
You can’t hide it, you’re inside it.
You can’t heal it, until you feel it
Scars take time
Bodies fleeing, were they dreaming?
In the war-torn city he made her feel so pretty
When the shell hit, she didn’t even feel it.
Pain takes time, pain takes time
They washed the blade in pure blue flame and sharpened without cease
That doesn’t mean the cut was clean
The soldier lights another cigarette for peace
Home fires burn on fields of gasoline
He brought her gauze and bread, and once a locket
She couldn't ask him where he got it
Those lost faces, a heart encases.
Scars take time.
Every morning lovers leaving
Grief and mourning, there by evening
Brave resistance, you keep your distance
And let pain keep marking time.
Yeah we’ve seen some suffering ‘round here before,
Doesn’t mean it’s nothing new
She heard footsteps hesitate outside the ward
Through the glass his eyes shone cold and blue.
It’s an old wound, still open
We could hardly tell dear, the way you’re copin’
Keep a brave face, proud, patient
Time may be a salve, but it’s no salvation
And time, pain takes time
Scars take time.
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