I'm leaning into my tears
Morning mourning
Morning mourning
Looping sound-bite memories
Morning mourning
Morning mourning
Something 'bout Evelyn still sleeping
Something 'bout yolk-yellow light
Cancels out the pain of my weeping
And lets me just cry
I'm leaning into my tears
Morning mourning
Morning mourning
Something 'bout Bea's back rising and falling
Something 'bout gobs of sleep in my eyes
Cancels out the lack of god calling
And makes me wanna try praying one last time
I'm leaning into my tears
Morning mourning
