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Tears On Strings

Tears On Strings By Mack Hollowpoint Arrangement by M. H. and Kelly McQuaid She keeps the curtains half open So the moon can watch her breathe Fifteen years of quiet nights Since the day he had to leave She still sets out his coffee cup Though she never fills it anymore She says love is not a habit It is a ghost she still adores She keeps the curtains half open So the moon can watch her breathe Fifteen years of quiet nights Since the day he had to leave She still sets out his coffee cup Though she never fills it anymore She says love is not a habit It is a ghost she still adores My friends tell me to move on But I do not like the way they say move Like grief is something broken And healing is something you prove I would rather lay in sadness Than pretend I feel a spark I would rather sit with honest pain Than chase comfort in the dark I would rather lay in the sadness Than dangle and bump against plastic stars I know there will never be a chime No miracle falling from the bars But there is one who sits beside me Catching my tears on his guitar strings He lays there with me in the quiet When the angels don’t sing I never try to fix her I just listen when she cries Sorrow is not weakness It is the proof of deeper ties She leans her head against me Like a memory learning how to breathe And for a moment I can feel her Trying to believe I tried to let a few men in But they never made it past the door They wanted someone easy I wanted something worth living for Love is not a bargain And I will not trade my heart for noise I would rather keep the silence Than settle for borrowed joys I would rather lay in the sadness Than dangle and bump against plastic stars I know there will never be a chime No miracle falling from the bars But there is one who sits beside me Catching my tears on his guitar strings He lays there with me in the quiet When the angels don’t sing Maybe I am ready now Maybe I can let someone in Not to replace what I lost But to see if my heart can begin again You do not owe me anything Just let me sit with you awhile If the world feels heavy I will carry the quiet until you smile I would rather lay in the sadness Than pretend I feel something new But you hold the silence gently Like a promise you will see me through And when the night grows heavy You stay until the morning brings A little light across my pillow When the angels don’t sing When the angels don’t sing