Two steps forward and one step back.
Sometimes its okay to cry and again be fragile.
Sometimes you have to acknowledge the heart attack
because being brave and strong is usually how it's handled,
then everything is torn up by a dream or two in your sleep.
So you lay down in the dark listening to your favorite love songs
trying to pretend they don't have the same meaning they used to keep.
A plan is what you had, how do you let go of something that lasted so long?
You've "tasted flight" as they all say,
and until you're back in the air you do all you can to fly.
Move.
Try, try, try.
What are you trying to prove?
It's fine because most of the time you do.
But today was a bit of a haze.
You felt feelings you aren't supposed to feel anymore.
You don't even know when you'll get back everything you gave.
You give and you give what's already been gone.
Yet regret. There's none of that, learning is what it was for.
Now you wonder if the step back was so wrong.
What if things are not quite as you thought?
Well honestly you don't know - you haven't all along.
You can't just go by the opinions you've always fought.
It's your heart. God's too.
He walks you through.
So you step up to tomorrow, you move yet again.
Sleeves are rolled up and who knows where the future will go.
But it's hopeful as the sun that comes up, the world to mend.
Now you choose to be happy, because we all know...
we reap what we sew.
Two steps forward and one step back.
