My Father

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Testo:

© Grathy
Father
Vocals and lyrics by Mary McGrath
Copyright Medium.com
8/8/22-All rights reserved

You can try
To buy my silence
But I won't shut up.

My voice is getting louder
Like the roar of a train,
The screaming of its metal
Cutting through the moonlight gleam

Or an avalanche,
Silenced at first
Until it can hold on no longer
And tumbles down the hill,
Its anger rolling over and over,
A blanket of white
Muffled emotions
Finally lying still.

You can try
To buy my silence
But I won't shut up,

Because I still hear the screaming
Of my family,
And the slamming of doors,
The fists of my brothers,
Killing windows and chairs.

And the tears of my mother,
Like the endless drip,
Of a worn faucet,

And her sleepless nights,
Her cheeks folding
Both left and right
The sheets drenched from
Her marriage plight.

You can try and buy my silence
But I can't shut up.