Umami - Stigma Lyrics

A bare scene, a van, a trailer
A withered valley out in the sticks
There by the rivulet he was left
To fly into the great sea
I'd love to know your origin - the cradle of your scars
Your vast loss, your stigma - decorating you with past
Your great blue ornament - it makes you feel so real
So moving, so soothing
She went on, spinning forth
The pinwheel of petty problems
Don't look back - they say
Unless it is in love

I'd love to know your origin - the cradle of your scars
Your vast loss, your stigma - decorating you with past
Your great blue ornament - it makes you feel so real
So moving, so soothing
Your roots are stigmas
Your past's a stigma
Your scars are stigmas
Beautiful stigmas