Strength in Breaking

My mother is alone

And I’m out here 

I hate I’m not at home

I watch her suffer from afar

I know my mother very well

She’s picked herself up all the times she’s fell

"Cause in the end it makes you stronger"

And I wish I could believe

That strength were true

But I’ve seen falling leaves

I’ve watched them brighten as they crumbled

And then the winter settles in

The Massachusetts weather makes you thin

Although you think you’re getting harder

And my mother’s growing old

I see her wrapped up in the winter’s cold

And she is tired but she’s thinking

And she’s trying and she’s trying

Her bones, they ache, but hell she keeps on trying

And she’s falling while she’s flying.