Soon

[Intro] Yeah… They say time heals, But what if the wound is time? (Whispers) Soon… I been talkin’ to the clock, but it never talks back, It just stares with that tick like it’s countin’ what I lack, Every second’s a sermon, every minute’s a debt, Every hour I live, I owe one I regret. Life’s a mirror with a crack in the truth, Tryna see the man I was back in my youth, But the glass got fog from the breath of my pain, And every dream I chased got lost in the rain. Addiction wrote poems in my bloodstream, slow, Every line a confession I ain’t meant to show, It kissed my scars, told me I’d be fine, But love don’t cure what it helps you find. Mama said “baby, don’t drown in your tears,” But I built an ocean outta my fears, I tried to swim back but the tide was strong, So I wrote my goodbye inside a song. [Chorus] Soon, I’ll be better — that’s what I say, Soon, I’ll find light in a darker day, Soon, I’ll stop runnin’ from the pain I made, But soon keeps runnin’ — and I just stay. Soon’s a word with a halo and horns, A promise that smiles while your soul gets torn, It holds your hand till your hope feels warm, Then it leaves you cold in the eye of the storm. Every “I’m fine” was a code I spoke, To hide the fire underneath my smoke, I learned to smile like it’s armor on skin, Even pain looks holy when you hold it in. I seen heaven in a pill, hell in a prayer, Love in a ghost that was never there, Faith in a bottle, peace in despair, Found myself everywhere — and still nowhere. There’s beauty in breakin’ if you break right, Pain paints stars when you face night, I wrote my heart in invisible ink, Only tears could read what I couldn’t think. They told me, “heal,” like it’s just that easy, But how do you fix what still needs you? I keep patchin’ holes with old excuses, But time don’t mend — it just bruises. Soon, I’ll be fine — I whisper that lie, Soon, I’ll be ready to say goodbye, Soon, I’ll stop wishin’ I could rewind, But soon’s been late my whole damn life. Soon’s a ghost that wears my face, A word that walks but leaves no trace, A promise dressed in borrowed grace, That never comes — it just takes my place. I keep sayin’ “soon,” Like it’s a bus I missed but still wait for. But maybe “soon” ain’t a time… Maybe it’s just hope in a cheaper form. If I could freeze this second, I’d breathe again, Hold my pain like a long-lost friend, Tell my younger self, “you’ll break and bend, But what shatters now can still transcend.” Every loss taught me what love costs, Every tear I cried was a bridge I crossed, Every dream that died built the man I am, And every “soon” I said — became my “damn.” I don’t pray for peace no more, I pray for stillness — deep in my core, ‘Cause soon don’t come, but truth still will, And sometimes the wait is what teaches the will. Soon… I’ll heal, but maybe not today, Soon… I’ll find words for what I can’t say, Soon… I’ll rise where I used to fall, But if not soon — then not at all. I been waitin’ for peace like a train that never came, But maybe peace ain’t a place — it’s just a name. And maybe soon… Was never mine to claim.