Healed

The flame tree’s extinguished, it’s time to leave
Close the door behind you, resist the urge to grieve
You need no permission, you raise no hand
Carry a pack of essentials and a map of the land
Will teacher miss you? ‘Cause the rest won’t care
When they call you all those awful names, you won’t be there

You’ll be on your way again
Where the tree limbs beckonlike friends
In a clearing past the football field
Beyond the boundaries of the school
You’ll be healed

So let ‘em laugh now and have their say
Used to think if you ignored them, one, two, three, they’d go away
Well, that’s not working anymore
Maybe there’s an answer buried deep in the forest floor

‘Cause they’re on their way again
Trying to make you think that they’re friends
Do your best not to reveal
Once you’ve passed the clearing you can show them
How you heal

Could be hours, maybe more
Before someone finds the blood there on the forest floor
So tramp the dirt down,It’s time to go
Before the rain sets in to wash away the you they used to know
He was wounded; you’ve been scarred
Hard and unmistakable, this is what you are

So you’re on your way again
Where the tree limbs beckon like friends
The relief you though you’d feel
Is fading like a waking dream, so run free
Until you’re healed.