Sometimes

Sometimes we get lost trying to find
A none-existent way to rewind
Respectful hands form a line
Strangers tell your children they’ll be fine

Sometimes trees they fall
We’re all bound to miss one last call
Sometimes soldiers die
On their own side of enemy lines
And finite minds wonder why

Watching you walk away
Will never compare to love lowered in a grave
A little child counts down their days
As me and my shame go on our way

Sometimes planes won’t fly
They fall from the sky and people die
Pen to paper, sad goodbye
I’ll drink it down while sisters cry

My heart hurts for you
My heart breaks for you
Let my heart hurt for you
Because I know one day I’ll need your heart
To hurt for me, too

Sometimes the needle does more damage
“One more time”
Than all the others combined