I was born next to my mother
She sang me to sleep
And I grew to adore my father
As he drowned in a drink
And I know that I should be grateful
For the things they taught
I was raised to be so damn faithful
I didn’t need a god
Time is crazy
My grandmother made up a lie of her life
When she died well she gave me
A necklace that came from the sky
Said my grandfather made it out of gold and a diamond that always reminded him
Of what life could have been
So when I say I love you I want to mean it
Cause I say a lot of things that I don’t mean
And when I say I want to I want to mean it
Cause I know not to say yes to just anything
Hope to die next to my daughter
Let her sing to me sleep
Having made the mistakes of a mother
Still I taught her to breathe
When you’re low and you’re deep underwater
Stay faithful, remember what you love
So when the world gets painful
You become your own god
I could daydream
Sit back and think of a mythical life
But the seasons change and the tragic thing is that you can’t live it twice
I try to be brave and tell her that we’ll meet again that we’d met before
But I’m not really so sure
She sang me to sleep
And I grew to adore my father
As he drowned in a drink
And I know that I should be grateful
For the things they taught
I was raised to be so damn faithful
I didn’t need a god
Time is crazy
My grandmother made up a lie of her life
When she died well she gave me
A necklace that came from the sky
Said my grandfather made it out of gold and a diamond that always reminded him
Of what life could have been
So when I say I love you I want to mean it
Cause I say a lot of things that I don’t mean
And when I say I want to I want to mean it
Cause I know not to say yes to just anything
Hope to die next to my daughter
Let her sing to me sleep
Having made the mistakes of a mother
Still I taught her to breathe
When you’re low and you’re deep underwater
Stay faithful, remember what you love
So when the world gets painful
You become your own god
I could daydream
Sit back and think of a mythical life
But the seasons change and the tragic thing is that you can’t live it twice
I try to be brave and tell her that we’ll meet again that we’d met before
But I’m not really so sure
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