Head on a String - ALOKE

Who knows you best

When you carve out the death in your chest

Throw it under your hood

My life’s this road which I misunderstood

And I got my head on a string

When I think of these things

How I’m always alone

And I’m never at home

Don’t fail your truth

Oh my grandfather failed

Now I drink from his

Gathering sand

It forms this earth, yet it slips through our hand

Oh so, c’est la vie

I am yours, you are free

And I get my head on a string

When I think of these things

How I’m always alone

And I’m never at home

Don’t fail your truth

Oh my grandfather failed

Now I drink from his will

Oh now where have you’ve been?

Because I’ve been lock in sands

Don’t fail your truth

Oh my grandmother sang me a song

And now I carry it on