fresh air

to just get up and leave
your fingerprints on the doorway
to just run, far
without a car for a getaway
to just walk on
leave regret in the mailbox
to lock
shut, when the past knocks
watch the newspapers pile
upon the doorpost
cause its old news, old bruise
found yourself a new muse
and now you're clever enough to see
yesterday's lullaby
is tomorrow's symphany
teardrops to raindrops
to rainbow, your epitome
so get up and leave
your fingerprints on the doorway

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