Omar Rodríguez-López
To My Fallen Head, I’m a Piece of Paper
Can't find a piece of paper
To describe these feelings that I hold
They passed on through these generations
My mother's mother taught me to ungrow
They bring to us ten pounds of silver
Wrap it around my old face
She let herself fall
Below the mind
She let herself fall
Below the crying
Can't remember
Sorts and tables
Different answers to my fallen head
Can't find a piece of paper
To describe these feelings that I hold
They passed on through these generations
My mother's mother taught me to ungrow
They bring to us ten pounds of silver
Wrap it around my old damn face
Wrap it around my old damn face
Wrap it around my old damn face
She let herself go
They call me up
She let herself go
[?] call me up
I can't remember
Sorts and tables
Different answers to my fallen head
Find a piece of paper
Find a piece of paper
Through endless generations
Through endless generations