Haley Heynderickx, Max García Conover - Mother lyrics
[Haley Heynderickx, Max García Conover - Mother lyrics]
Born in the east, raised by the west
Torn in between cultural dressings
Both may feel right, but neither feels whole
Mother, I'm torn between two different homes
Land filled with pears, and apricot hues
The lands filled with mangoes
And papayas blooming
Each land of women filled with rich story
Mother, I'm stuck between
Two different mornings
And how dissonant are each of these bridges
And how resonant are each
Of these feelings though
If neither feels right and
Neither feels wrong
Mother, my children will speak
In different tongues
Mother, I'm shy I can't speak your tongue
Mother, don't cry I've been trying again
Trying to be bold as you were before me
I'm leaving the west, I'm going alone
Torn in between cultural dressings
Both may feel right, but neither feels whole
Mother, I'm torn between two different homes
Land filled with pears, and apricot hues
The lands filled with mangoes
And papayas blooming
Each land of women filled with rich story
Mother, I'm stuck between
Two different mornings
And how dissonant are each of these bridges
And how resonant are each
Of these feelings though
If neither feels right and
Neither feels wrong
Mother, my children will speak
In different tongues
Mother, I'm shy I can't speak your tongue
Mother, don't cry I've been trying again
Trying to be bold as you were before me
I'm leaving the west, I'm going alone
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