In The Quiet

In 1916 she was only 14 on a boat with the salt on her skin
Sold the promise of hope in a land no one knows
And a child hanging over her hip
And 15 years later she'd find out a way
To escape with some laughter and wit
Then she'd have a daughter who'd have some more daughters
Whose daughter would sing about it

And in the quiet I feel her heart
Beat beat beat
And in the quiet I feel her pain
Deep deep deep

From sugar cane fields to a shop near the river
And coconut trees swinging high
Babies with babies never ending summers
And biking the seawall at night
Tie up a sari and wind down her body
The matriarchy shining bright
But out cross the ocean a new home is calling
She's kissing her daughters goodbye

And in the quiet I feel her heart
Beat beat beat
And in the quiet I feel her pain
Deep deep deep

I feel
In the quiet
In the quiet
I feel
In the quiet
In the quiet
I feel
In the quiet
In the quiet
I feel
In the quiet
In the quiet

Now here we are settled in North America
Nothing to complain about
Except every small thing triggers all my anxiety
8 years of therapy now
Sometimes I wonder what she'd think about me
Well life is so different now
She might think I'm lazy and spoiled
Then I'd play her a song and I bet she would be proud