My life started slow in a town of idle minds
Our daydreams filled the space
Between our simple drama
And my mom was strange
But she'd always liked to sew
And all my clothes smelled like the
Room I was born in
My dad was calm
Never used two words when one would do
And my brother's hands
Were mischief-bent with
No will to stop 'em
And on the whole we lived
Simply and day to day
Our fears were trivial
They always died with every sunset
When I was twelve my affliction came to light
And I was told that some things I
Heard were only there in my head
But I couldn't tell which were
Real and which were not
And the question loomed over all I
Did whether i could trust it
And I guess over time it became too much
And I was sent away at my mom's
Behest because she'd grown to fear me
Now I live up north in the
House full of broken heads
And my father comes and visit's me
Whenever he can afford it
Sometimes at night when the voices quiet down
I find a hope that I'm missed
And that they haven't forgot me
Radical Face - Second Family Portrait Lyrics
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My life started slow in a town of idle minds
Our daydreams filled the space
Between our simple drama
And my mom was strange
But she'd always liked to sew
And all my clothes smelled like the
Room I was born in
My dad was calm
Never used two words when one would do
And my brother's hands
Were mischief-bent with
No will to stop 'em
And on the whole we lived
Simply and day to day
Our fears were trivial
They always died with every sunset
When I was twelve my affliction came to light
And I was told that some things I
Heard were only there in my head
But I couldn't tell which were
Real and which were not
And the question loomed over all I
Did whether i could trust it
And I guess over time it became too much
And I was sent away at my mom's
Behest because she'd grown to fear me
Now I live up north in the
House full of broken heads
And my father comes and visit's me
Whenever he can afford it
Sometimes at night when the voices quiet down
I find a hope that I'm missed
And that they haven't forgot me
Our daydreams filled the space
Between our simple drama
And my mom was strange
But she'd always liked to sew
And all my clothes smelled like the
Room I was born in
My dad was calm
Never used two words when one would do
And my brother's hands
Were mischief-bent with
No will to stop 'em
And on the whole we lived
Simply and day to day
Our fears were trivial
They always died with every sunset
When I was twelve my affliction came to light
And I was told that some things I
Heard were only there in my head
But I couldn't tell which were
Real and which were not
And the question loomed over all I
Did whether i could trust it
And I guess over time it became too much
And I was sent away at my mom's
Behest because she'd grown to fear me
Now I live up north in the
House full of broken heads
And my father comes and visit's me
Whenever he can afford it
Sometimes at night when the voices quiet down
I find a hope that I'm missed
And that they haven't forgot me