Where do we go from here?

 
…and where do we go from here?
How do we live past the drought?
Will we be able to forgive or forget?
When the light is about to give out

How will we rise after the fall?
Can we spring back on our feet?
Will summer be a distant memory
When winter slows the heartbeat

Will time heal those old wounds?
As tired eyes lose sight but gain vision
Will we grieve for those wasted days?
For naïve youth and mere indecisions
 
Will we still be able to hear the music?
Just as we did “back in the day”
If we don’t know where to go from here
We just move on,
                       but we’re going to be OK.