I miss you, mom. I miss you. I miss you a lot. Especially these times. My grandma was lovely. Gavmil tells me stories that are educational and exciting. She said there was once a happy song among many. But in the 90s our country was in balance. A family that lived instead in peace. We were young and dressed with gratitude. From one day to the next, strange people came into the country. And since then it was just a sad song. Anxiety and pressure, yes. The list was long gone. So I remember, we had a rich land. Smoked oil and petrol and wine. Went on a family trip. It was so dark nature. Without being aware of the danger. We caught fish and invited guests to dinner parties. And found the place of mine. Mom, where are you? I thought you were there for me. When I needed you the most. There are dreams all around. And it goes dream, dream, dream, dream, dream. Mom, where are you? I know you are there for me. When I needed you the most. Mom, where are you? I know you are there for me. When I needed you the most. From a party to a funeral, parents solved the problem. Roadblocks and cross-examination. The glass was full and filled with oppression. Bloodshed, we had to flee. She said, we chose to stay. Had the earth best father, poor was our life. Some fled to the east, others to the west. Seven years to start a fresh life. But it's hard to give up, mom is sad. Missing the past, she doesn't want to lose. She said, the key to our old house we kept. One day I will show you the place where we come from. But until then, don't forget who you are. Remember, I'm always here. Tomorrow I could be gone. Watch out for yourself, a sick thing, who wants to be in a hurry. Life is a test, and God knows best. Mom, where are you? I thought you were there for me, when I needed you the most. There are dreams all around. And it's when dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams. Mom, where are you? I know you are there for me, when I need you the most. Mom, where are you? I know you are there for me, when I need you the most. And they wouldn't lock me up in my own home. That's on the shelf, so you like me should just disappear. Comes again, and again, and again, and again. All the world's money will never make me forget. In the meantime, I'm holding on to the side in Lufthavn. Because of my last name, in this case. Help that can't be itself. Afraid, unwanted, you can feel it. Mom, where are you? I thought you were there for me, when I needed you the most. There are dreams all around. And it's when dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams. Mom, where are you? I know you are there for me, when I need you the most. Mom, where are you? I know you are there for me, when I need you the most. www.mooji.org