This track is a practice in empathy. It is not written from my perspective but from that of someone very close to me whom I love but haven't always gotten along with. I learned a lot about this person from writing this song.
lyrics
My mother
Doesn't remember my name
And she doesn't know why
I came here in the first place
Oh -oh -oh -oh
My daughter
Doesn't remember how to help me
And she doesn't know why
I need her help in the first place
Oh - oh - oh - oh
My husband
Doesn't remember how to tell me he loves me
And he doesn't know why
I go to a secret place to cry
Oh - oh -oh -oh
My life
Has been lived as though there's someone above us
But sometimes I think we might all
Just be floating on an aimless wind
Oh - oh - oh - oh
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