Family Tree
I'm sorry I stir up the ground,
the soil where our family-tree is rooted
I'm sorry I blow life
to those leaves that finally had landed
I'm sorry I dig
in the darkest mud
but to understand myself
I have to know my blood
That blood that occasionally flows
through alcohol and drugs
It's interesting to stir up the ground
(C) Linda Holmgren
the soil where our family-tree is rooted
I'm sorry I blow life
to those leaves that finally had landed
I'm sorry I dig
in the darkest mud
but to understand myself
I have to know my blood
That blood that occasionally flows
through alcohol and drugs
It's interesting to stir up the ground
(C) Linda Holmgren
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