Trauma and the arts Trauma in the eyes Trauma in the heart No one can tell you how to heal Everyone has got a price No one can tell you what to do Everyone's been dragged through it Don't worry about everything that they're saying They just like to drool over the sound of their own tone And you are closer now than the others who warned you Don't need their forgiveness when they won't even listen It's true Are you coming with me It's not too late We always wait around and then nothing will change I'll be something else By the time you arrive There's disassociation but it's alright Are you getting out there to search some dream? There's something to uncover in everything And who cares if you're not what they all expect There's knowledge in your absence I don't forget Trauma and the arts Trauma when you die Trauma in the heart Trauma up in the skyline