Family
Is there a placeWhere I can pay respectsFor the death of my familyShow some respectBetween the three of usThere is the mother and the childThen there is the father and the childBut no man and a womanNo triangle of love
So where do I goTo make an offeringI fall on my kneesLay my flowersBurn incenseLight the candles
So where do I goTo make an offeringTo mourn our miraculousTriangleFather - mother - childFather - mother - child
How will I sing usOut of this sorrowBuild a safe bridgeFor the child out of this danger
I raise a monument of loveThere is a swarm of soundAround our headsAnd we can hear itAnd we can get healed by itIt will relieve us from the painIt will make us a part ofThis universe of solutionsThis place of solutionsThis location of solutions