You and your family had been traveling for years
But you are not sure yet, if you can stay here
You've been welcomed by the neighbors, at least by most of them
But the decisions on your future are taken far away from here.
The first time you saw the sea, it was in a boat in the night
You were twenty folks, it had places for nine
Non of you in your family had ever learned to swim
Those five hours felt like an eternity.
We play basket on Sundays
And some Wednesdays as well
We both play the guitar
We both play the guitar
And sometimes you play songs
That you wrote on the road
On the road to this land
On the road, still the road.
Your old brother, he was killed at war
That you were the next one, it was written in your door
Here the authorities are telling you, that you must prove that fact
You're sorry you didn't bring the door with you, you left in such a rush.
What you really want is to be back at home
But there's no home anymore, its' completely gone
But you say, time can be a blessing, for a wounded soul
Here in the hearth of Sápmi, may you find a home.
credits
from Made in Jokkmokk,
released September 19, 2016
Music and Lyrics: Miguel Ganzo (2016)
Guitar and Voice: Miguel Ganzo
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