Drawing the Head

What if I fail
Oh no
Afraid I might splinter
Into sunlight
Charcoal lines
Lost in the eyes
And the mouth just lies

It ain’t nothing but practicing, practice
Drawing the head
Yea, the rest of me’s riddled with doubt
All in my head

Pencil and pad
Half light
Trying to render it all
Shafts and shadows
Scars on the face
Fragile like a doll

It ain’t nothing but practicing, practice
Drawing the head
Yea, the rest of me’s riddled with doubt
All in my head
It ain’t nothing but practicing, practice
Drawing the head