Maison

Where do we go
When we no longer have a home
The flowers under the concrete
Mom, tell me
Where do we go
Do we ever really know one day
Or do we pretend, all the time
Where does the heart go when it gets lost
In doubts and winters
Why do the days look alike
Do we end up seeing what we assemble
Mom, tell me
Beyond
The storm there is
Love, love, love
When the sky opens
Everything becomes calm again
And everything is fine
Where does it go
Happiness, this fragile thread
When it wobbles and breaks
Mom, tell me
Where does it go
Why does the world seem so big
When we become a little bigger than before
What happens to the dreams that flee
And the memories we forget
Will I always have questions
Maybe I’ll make songs out of them
Mom, tell me
Beyond
The storm there is
Love, love, love
When the sky opens
Everything becomes calm again
And everything is fine