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I sent a postcard from tomorrow it said you made it through
Boots scuff the station floor at half past five
Ticket in my palm a breath I finally try to breathe
Neon signs bleed out into the misty dark
Last night’s what-ifs got left in the park
First train whistle wails a rusted lullaby
I climb aboard let the fear wave goodbye
I sent a postcard from tomorrow it said you made it through
Mountains paint the sunrise sky’s a watercolor blue
No more chains of the what-ifs that used to hold you down
Just the wind in your hair and the miles rolling out
I sent a postcard from tomorrow it said you made it through
Pines blur past the glass their needles hum a tune
Coffee steam curls up chases the cold from my bones
Tracks cut through valleys where the shadows used to hide
Sun peeks over peaks sets the gray hills alight
A stranger nods we share a smile without a word
I know we’re both running from the voices we heard
I sent a postcard from tomorrow it said you made it through
Mountains paint the sunrise sky’s a watercolor blue
No more chains of the what-ifs that used to hold you down
Just the wind in your hair and the miles rolling out
I sent a postcard from tomorrow it said you made it through
I traced the cracks in the window watched the clouds rearrange
Thought about the nights I stayed locked inside my cage
But the engine’s roar’s a promise the horizon’s open wide
Tomorrow’s not a question it’s the road beneath my stride
I sent a postcard from tomorrow it said you made it through
Mountains paint the sunrise sky’s a watercolor blue
No more chains of the what-ifs that used to hold you down
Just the wind in your hair and the miles rolling out
I sent a postcard from tomorrow it said you made it through
Postcard in my pocket ink still warm to the touch
Sun climbs higher I’ve got so much
I sent a postcard from tomorrow it said you made it through