There was nothing in this house of children
That she didn't see.
Her look sighed, but she didn't say a word.
From then on
I never loved the silence.
I know how the unsaid can punish.
Background: my mother speaks.
There was nothing in this house of children
That she didn't see.
Her look sighed, but she didn't say a word.
From then on
I never loved the silence.
I know how the unsaid can punish.
Background: my mother speaks.