Scrape away the words
Let us look underneath
An army of happiness
With nervous feet
Scrape away the make up
And the brave
brave smile
and we find something dying
And it has been dying for a while
Scrape away the laughter
And you expose the nerves
That awful nervous laughter
And those false
false words
Scrape away the defiance
And look at the weakness underneath
And army of battle grey abuse
That dare not speak
Scrape away the sunshine
And listen to the sound of chattering teeth
An army of those that could not deliver
With a pall bearers heart underneath
