“Old Weathered Faceâ€
Search your soul. The skin is a blanket. So callus and cold. This life’s what you make it. Smile for me...if only for You. And save your heart...the trouble of feeling blue. How much would you pay for picture perfect? How much can we take before it’s all worth it? Take away...all that I own. And come what may and come what may. For this Old Weathered Face. Is it hope that it’ll be okay? If this all were to end today (when I look back on these days) Did I lose or gain? What really mattered to you? Take the kid. In the Corner. Not a Nickel. Not a Shelter. Take kid in the Country. That’s about to get plowed over. Over his shoulder, he runs for cover. Had it been a second later. I could have saved. Another Mother. From crying for an Answer. What really mattered to you?