Dolores

(album: Brave Faces Everyone - 2020)

Radio's droning
Dulled out by the intercom on fire
Guiding the evening's choreography
Katie has her hand in a young man's chest
Stain on her white shoes that won't wash out
So usual
Not the last pair this year

Down the hallway cries rise and fall
In between the nearly constant sirens
Someone turns on the news like we need it
It's just another white man with a grudge
The break room sits empty
Just like our hearts have been draining in the waiting room
You think of your daughter at her wedding
You know life isn't long enough

Your shirt speckled red
You're holding onto a young girl's hand
So frail and cold, so casual
Not even the last one today
And I wish for the fingers to count
Or the memory to remember each new city
But I lost track so long ago
I think it was around 260

But they're praying for you
You
For you
They're praying for you

They're praying for you
For you
For you
They're praying for you

They're praying for you
They're praying for you
I said they're praying for you
Isn't that good enough?

(Everyone here is dead or dying
You know there's nothing we could do if we tried)