Broken Glass

throwing stones
you are drinking through the bottle all alone
this will pass
you step around another broken glass
when will you learn ...
I read your note
and every word catches in my throat
so pour a drink
and stare into the mirror on the sink
when will you learn ...
there's that old familiar pain
I feel it, it's coming 'round again
when will I learn
and it seems so easy
to just open up your hands and let it go
but you feel a calling and you just know
throwing stones
you are drinking through the bottle all alone
this will pass
another road, another broken glass
when will I learn ...