I steal a look between the blinds, I unwind
She sleeps in comfort in my arms
She is plain but she is mine
Our 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 bad
I 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 forgiven
Shiola, 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 one
They 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