Concerned that post-love suffering has almost become self-indulgent,
the song is a call to shake some sense into someone wallowing in the
darkness.

Lyrics

You will always want more
And never what is in your hand
Who are all these tears for?
I’ll never understand
When you feel the last
Of your lover’s breath
What is the sadness about?
Just tears because you lost out?

Put down your cry
Let your sad dry
Love and you will fall
No dignity at all
Put down,
Put down your cry

Memories may turn to mould
But there are new songs to be sung
And you will one day grow old
Just to irritate the young
Deal with it
And accept the pain
Like the shoes you own
That can’t be worn in the rain


(P/C) Woolrich