I steal a look between the blinds, I unwind
She sleeps in comfort in my arms
She is plain but she is mineOur child is silent but awake
I run my hands through his hair
I teach him manners and how to stick up
For himself when things get badI tell him, "Son, never throw the first punch
And If you must fight, make it clean"Shiola, Shiola
Will all be forgiven?
Shiola, Shiola
Am I strong enough to start again alone?The taste of home is filling up my mouth
Is it wrong to love a family of ghost
Her door is open, the windows are all up
She says, "Come inside"I live alone more or less
I summon wife, child and happiness
Build them up from the dirt and clay
I have to believe that all will be forgivenShiola, Shiola
Will all be forgiven?
Shiola, Shiola
Am I strong enough to start again alone?Shiola, Shiola
My heart is overflowing
Shiola, Shiola
With love and anger coiled into oneThey take and take but never get their fill
I try and try but fail against my will
I wait and wait for that hand to sweep me up
And take me down that road