mokoma - heart roots
how have we come to this once more
good has changed to bad again
how good must one get
to not long for better
same old wailing
full switched to empty again
searching there, searching here
for something that was not even lost
from mother i got my language
from father the land
as my lodestar i took my mind
pressed down by longing
i want clouds above me
i want firm ground under me
i want roots in my chest
i want to free my mind
can happiness be bought somewhere
can it be hidden behind locks
from there lift it out
when in need of solace
from mother i got love
from father the land
suffocating longing
weighing in my mind
i want clouds above me
i want firm ground under me
i want roots in my chest
i want to free my mind
from mother love (from father land)
from mother lap (from father land)
from mother milk ( from father land)
from mother language (from father land)
from mother instincts (from father land)
from mother concern (from father land)
as mothers legacy (the land of my fathers)
i want clouds above me
i want firm ground under me
i want peace in my soul
i want to atone for the past
i want the northern sky
i want under me granite
i want roots in my chest
i want to free my mind
free my mind
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