Every Time the Son Leaves

She woke up today She ate all her breakfast She said she would like it to cease After combing her hair She meets all the people Desperate to find a release You can see all the cracks and bends in her armor Her heart has been tore up to bits But the gleam in her eyes tells all kinds of stories She's taken one too many hits And she won't find him here And she sheds all her tears and... Mothers, they cry every time the son leaves Yeah, yeah, yeah She goes through the films Remembers the details Of all of her favorite scenes Her happiness back for a brief single moment She misses the lines in between She embraces the air and feels a connection A feeling she can't understand Overwhelms every part of her body Then leaves her alone where she stands But she won't find him here And she sheds all her tears and... Mothers, they cry every time the son leaves Yeah, yeah, yeah But she won't find him here And she sheds all her tears and... Mothers, they cry every time the son leaves Yeah, yeah, yeah