As the world seeps in pain
And the wounds blind us
I invite you, O beloved
Let’s meet at the dinner table again
We have a lot to speak
But first, you need to be fed a home-made meal
As the world seeps in pain
And the wounds blind us
I invite you, O beloved
Let’s meet at the dinner table again
We have a lot to speak
But first, you need to be fed a home-made meal