Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mohawk, artist - Lee Harvey Osmond. Album song Mohawk, in the genre Музыка мираDate of issue: 24.01.2019
Record label: Latent
Song language: English
Mohawk |
| I’m flying at the speed of my imagination |
| Heading down the 401 towards the Quebec border, on my way |
| I’m gonna meet my sisters Lynn and Tracy for the very first time |
| The saliva in my mouth is thick like motor oil as I sit in the backseat of the |
| car |
| I’m nervous, practicing my smile |
| I stare in the rearview mirror slowly, silently mouthing the words |
| From a mohawk baby to a mohawk man |
| Here I stand, here I stand |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| I’m a mohawk man |
| And the car rolls on and on |
| And the car rolls on |
| I’m on my way to the mystical land of my missing family, Kahnawake |
| The patch of freedom that lies beneath the Mercier bridge |
| The home of my mother, my father and my ancestors |
| The land of shapeshifters, cornbread, and steak |
| Ironworkers and all the legends that came to life |
| In stories and gossip around my kitchen table when I was just a little kid |
| From a mohawk baby to a mohawk man |
| Here I stand, here I stand |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| I’m a mohawk man |
| And the car rolls on |
| And the car rolls on |
| And the car rolls on |
| The car rolls on |
| I look out between the front seat and out through the windshield |
| And the fog that I’ve been living in my entire life |
| Begins to lift |
| I know this place |
| In fact, I dreamt myself here as a kid |
| Dreams that were fantastic |
| Dreams that took me to times and places that I knew were real |
| I’d fly through the black, along the shores of the Saint Lawrence Seaway |
| And come swooping down on these roads on the back of John Lazare |
| My grandfather, sturdy and sure of himself |
| Not a word spoken, but I could hear him singing as he carried me |
| I’d climb down off his shoulders and walk to the rhythm of broken chains |
| With the reserve dogs barking behind me |
| I went through the deepest blues and greens |
| The greens of graveyards and step into the black shadows cast by the great |
| bridge |
| In my dreams, I was safe surrounded by my ghosts |
| In my dreams, I was free |
| In my dreams, I was exactly where I was supposed to be |
| From a mohawk baby to a mohawk man |
| Here I stand, here I stand |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| I’m a mohawk man |
| The car rolls on |
| And the car rolls on |
| The car rolls on |
| And the car rolls on |
| The car rolls on |
| The car rolls on, rolls on |
| One, two |
| One, two, three, four |