Maybe there's a way to find the future, living in our past
If only they could suture all the wounds that we've amassed
Before the words were spoken and the arrows that were cast
When our hearts were unbroken by the questions that we asked
But time will not change for us now that we've been unmasked
Time will not change for us now we are unmasked
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very much how I am feeling.