this is how I see your face

This is how I see your face As you bow the forgotten strings of your cello In melodic minor that would rather sing goodbye than hello This is how i see your face A wonder of laugh lines where you see no jest As serious as the evening star, in your midnight best Is this how you see your face? A map of mourning and misery painted in grey hues You say you havent won anything but have everything to lose Is this how you see your face To look across the sea thats dangerously still As the fog banks the strand you begin to feel a chill This is how I see your face A likeness on an old shilling coin, regal and tender It would buy us essentials but useless for a bender This is how I see your face Passed down a generation, and walking on all fours A cry for the bottle, a cry for a change, or a cry for a just cause This is how I see your face When you are seeing mine I look in the direction of my reflection Coming from your eyes. Thats where we both align.