Open from Trailerpark Opera by Rik Leaf

You give me my words from your silence.
A breath of fresh air to burn in my lungs.
In your movement I found the music
When we left freedom to fend for itself.

When I’m falling, and I’m drifting, when I’m turning,
Into you

You’ve given so much here for me to miss.
I open my hands filled with emptiness
I look around me to see what I can find
To hold onto when I slip inside you,

Where I’m falling, and I’m twisting, and I’m turning
Into you

I open my mouth, I open my mouth, I open my mouth
And wait for you to fill me up.

You give me so much here to rise above.
Nothing that I hate, but everything I love.
I can’t let you in, and I can’t keep you out
When I’m all alone, I kick myself around

When I’m falling, and I’m drifting, when I’m turning
Into you

I open my eyes, I open my eyes, I open my eyes
And wait for you to fill me up.

• New World
• World
• children
• native
• roots
• spoken word
• Canada