The Umbilical Cord Orbit Culture

Mother, can't you see that I'm okay?
It hurts in my heart to see your eyes
Close that morning. Different from all
You put me through life with patience
Now that it's gone, there's a hole in the dark
Inside of me now

I'm broken
This feeling’s alive
The shortness of breath drains my well-being slowly

Mother, can you hear me from down here?
The wise do depart
With luggage from past
I'll face the blackness

I'll remember your way
Of fighting this world
I'll stand my ground now
And before it all ends
I'll graciously embrace
The fight you fought with me

I'm broken
This feeling’s alive
The shortness of breath drains my well-being slowly