There was a village, I think I was born there
My mom believed it was a safe place
I believed in my mom, as good kids do
Grew there like everyone else would do
Felt something was strange, but I always brushed it away
How could it be strange if everyone stayed?
But one day, Mum left the village…
Said it’s no longer bright here
I’ve been in the dark so long,
I forgot how to believe in my mom—my fatal flaw
How to see where she’s gone now
It’s dark, and the lights here never turn on
I wish I could leave with her
But I no longer believe in her
Maybe the village will light up someday…
Maybe my mother will save me one fine day
