Heart of Tin

The morning after
Abject disaster
Details are often quick to hide

The face we disguise
The laws we live by
Are drawn with such a fragile line

The truth is tangled
In the brambles
Your better angels weep

Are you betting
On Armageddon?
Will this investment bring you peace?

The chords of memory are struck
The kindness of strangers pulls you up
Although this heart is made of tin
The cracks invite the light on in

I feel a kick inside there’s a shift in the wind
A bolt from the blue there’s bound to be a reckoning

I’m not afraid
I’m unashamed of my nakedness
Wide awake
And face to face with what comes next