BIRTHMARK
A lot of words fled our tongue
Accusations flew
In these rooms of forgiveness
We saved a few
A lot of times we disagreed
Disappointment grew
In these rooms of resentment
Every dream burned blue
Cold water, digging up the mud inside
Dirt and soil, no more doubts to hide…
A lot of words burned a scar
They never ruled our mind
Some dirty cards were played
Not enough to render us blind
A lot of times we clearly felt
The fear in our heart
We tried to surrender
The hope for a new start
Cold water, digging up the mud inside
Dirt and soil, no more doubts to hide
Fence me in, like a birthmark on your skin
A lot of words leave our mouth
How they roam
These rooms of redemption
The comfort of a home
Cold water, digging up the mud inside
Dirt and soil, no more doubts to hide
Fence me in, like a birthmark on your skin
Fence me in, like a birthmark…