This song features Tyler Duncan of Ella Riot (formerly My Dear Disco) on the bagpipes. My family is Irish and I've written this song in honor of my late grandmother Patricia Ann Zindle who always held us together.
The Family Tree
My family is like a factory of tragedy cranking out disaster like a well-oiled machine
Broken and scattered - secrecy and factions - actions and reactions - water's thicker than our genes
*But those we've lost - we grieve and remember - we remember forever
Those we've lost - we've lost them together - we've lost them together - so we never grieve alone*
We may not have much in common - a name or blood or paperwork saying once we did agree
Our ancestors came from all across the ocean - patterns of our speech and motions spiral up the family tree.
Our history has already been lived and we pass it to our kids like a dish at the table
How do we take up these broken limbs and glue them on again while we're still alive and able?
*Cause those we've lost - we grieve and remember - we remember forever
Those we've lost - we've lost them together - we've lost them together - so we never
grieve alone - Those we've gained are not always our volition - still they take up their
position around the fireplace - Those we've gained - we embrace and we celebrate -
we speak only to congratulate – and give the benefit of grace. . . *