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I cut my hand on a piece of glass
The shard slipped through and I felt it pass
The pain was quick, like a bright red flare
I pressed it hard and I said a prayer
A week has gone and the cut is clean
The redness now is barely seen
I keep the bandage off during the day
Let the air and the sun have their say
The rain has stopped and the roof is dry
The clouds roll off and the sun shines high
The heaviness is lifting bit by bit
I’m finding room where the hurt used to sit
The rain has stopped and the roof is dry
The clouds roll off and the sun shines high
I know the edge will dull with time and care
I'm learning how to breathe a different air
A week has gone and the cut is clean
The redness now is barely seen
I keep the bandage off during the day
Let the air and the sun have their say
The rain has stopped and the roof is dry
The clouds roll off and the sun shines high
The heaviness is lifting bit by bit
I’m finding room where the hurt used to sit
The rain has stopped and the roof is dry
The clouds roll off and the sun shines high
I know the edge will dull with time and care
I'm learning how to breathe a different air
