My crying shoulder is about to fall away
Beyond my reach
Forever till eternity
Sinking without warning
Under first and second heartbreaks
Ages of tragedies
And priceless victories
My crying shoulder no longer
Sits high above my chin
As I seek comfort and protection
From the harshness of the world around me
Time has washed my crying shoulder clean
Of teardrops stains and sniffling slime
I now tower above this weathered shoulder
Straining to remember once more
How it felt to lean on what I called a haven
What I called security, what I called bravery
Before I face this world alone