My Face on Sunday Morning

Dry your tears 

There’s no time for this

If no one looks too close 

If no one listens too close 

Find the steel in your spine

Find the steel in your smile 

You lead 

You’re empty 

If no one looks too close 

If no one listens to close 

The cracks won’t show too bad 

The cracks will hold another day 

You animate the body

You mourn your soul 

If no one looks too close 

If no one listens too close 

Dry your tears 

There’s no time for this