Scars

[Getting mom through surgery was one of the most harrowing things I've ever done. Thank God she didn't remember it!

There is no manual for this. We muscled through

I got the idea for the chorus from one of Mom's poems: "Words About Writing."

She was thrilled. In the poem, she is telling a younger writer, "Start again, more than you ever dreamed you could"]

Scars are there to prove you've healed

'Cause no one sees what's there beneath the surface

There beneath the surface, underneath the skin

Is where you start again

You're mad but you have no idea

How strong that you can be when you've a purpose

And you have got a purpose, you see just where you've been

And then you start again

This is where the trail goes cold, the villain disappears

All the clues are missing, all the clues are missing

There's only static in your head and there is ringing in your ears

What the hell?

So you start again

More than you ever dreamed you could

Start again, again, again

Start again when no one thought you would

I feel you in my bones tonight

But I am more alone than I have ever been

And something strange is happening, I can let you in

But not go down again

I can see the future now

And I can breathe ‘cause I know how the story ends

There beyond the river's bend and I have made my peace

My peace with why and when

I cannot blame the seasons and I will not thank the stars

It's only you and me now, it's only you and me now

There's crazy music in our heads, so we will laugh and count the scars

What the hell?

And we'll start again

More than we ever dreamed we could

Start again, again, again

Start again, when no one thought we would

Scars are there to prove you've healed

'Cause no one sees what's there beneath the surface

There beneath the surface, underneath the skin

Is where you start again