Текст песни In the Kitchen - Mree

With a fragrant recipe
A curtain call to memory, a vision
A bounty from the cherry tree
A blanket full to carry in the kitchen
With caroling laughter, heart of the home
A banquet sweeter than my own
I'm barreling after all I had known
Why did I have to go?

Bounded by the gravity
Of all the other dreams that I was given
Memories start calling me
I have to find my way to find my rhythm
Night on the avenue on the wrong side of town
I thought, I thought, I thought I heard them call

I keep my head on backwards to find the answer
My head on backwards to find the answer
I keep my head on backwards to find the answer
My head on backwards to find the answer