Family name
Someone to blame
Childhood reward
Choir of rain
And the rain is warm
Hereditary storm
Simple wilderness
Monumental mold, oh
It's not yours, child, you can let it go, go on, let it go
Let it go
Like a language that you have never known
To be kind and still draw a line in the sand
Between you and the water so you can safely stand
All alone
I learned it at home
Child, my first love
I got it from home
But finally I can see, finally see the light
And the light is you
And the light is you
And the light is you
Some kind of a miracle
Something physical and whole
Living in your body lies an old story from long ago
Grown into a stranger, you are young and you are old
Oh my God
I got it from home
Child, my first love
I learned it at home
But finally I can see, finally see the light
And the light is you
And the light is you
And the light is you