Afasawaya - Emily Brimlow

I think too much

Dad drinks too much

But I’m planning not to understand it all

I’m sick of all the questions

Exploding in my chest

And I’m planning not to understand it all

It’s in the unknown that I find home

I will rest my head in the desert

And I know life feels sweeter

When I don’t know

It’s in the unknown that I find home

I will rest my head in the desert

And I know life gets sweeter

When I don’t know

And I-I-I try to control

All the things that I can’t hold

In the end the story’s better when it unfolds (Away)

I still dream of mom and dad

Getting back together again (Awaya)

But I know life has a funny way of makin' sense in the end

It’s in the unknown that I find home

I will rest my head in the desert

And I know life feels sweeter

When I don’t know

It’s in the unknown that I find home

I will rest my head in the desert

And I know life gets sweeter

When I don’t know

Away, afasawaya (A-a-ah)

Away, afasawaya (Afasawaya-a-ah)

Away, afasawaya

Away, afasawaya (Afasawaya, ohh)

It’s in the unknown that I find home

I will rest my head in the desert

And I know life feels sweeter

When I don’t know

It’s in the unknown that I find home

I will rest my head in the desert

And I know life gets sweeter

When I don’t know