The Face of Losing

momma you were moaning now theyu0027re mowing over grass above you the lily flower of the funeral dirt still barely wet dates still to be set in stone etching that we loved you couldnu0027t even cry when I was trying to feel it all at once all small things forgot broad strokes of black ainu0027t no coming back forever forever is a far away place nobody can tell me how to feel I know what is real for me no nobody can tell me how to be in the face of losing getting on a plane and listening to your favorite song Iu0027m sinking but taking off ashes in a vile a picture where we smile is all I can carry nobody can tell me how to feel I know what is real for me no nobody can tell me how to be in the face of losing wishing that this came with instructions some type of direction for this part but if I read the script till the end then I wouldnu0027t start nobody can tell me how to feel I know what is real for me no nobody can tell me how to be in the face of losing