I’m telling you sister what it is about I’m telling you brother what it is about Call on your stars tonight There’s gonna be an owl startled in the night
Your own mother is sitting here weaving her basket She doesn’t have a clue what she’d use it for But like any other heirloom coming to you You’d better appreciate all that mothers do
Forget the fact that they destroy you with their evidence of womanhood They damage you more than the education system ever could But mother dear I want you to hear Your damage wasn’t permanent just look and listen here
On the morning of Bastille Day In the castle of Saint Chartier Swirling feet on an ancient world Knowing the chance Five minute trance At the close of the dance Heat of breath Bodies consumed by Mazurka
Livin' like a traveller with places to roam Wherever I lay my bone I call home We’re rock steady skankin' No, no, never flaggin' We’ll rock the streets from a flatbed wagon Livin' in the sticks 36 clicks Down a twisty twiny road to the M6 Root an toots and sometimes shoots Always for the music and not for the loot When we’re passing by we’ll give you a toot We’ll get ya skankin' in yer wellie boots
Welcome into the world A brand new start today Open your eyes For the very first time of your life Perfect and beautiful In my arms you lay Take a new breath Feel your heart beat to the rhythm of mine
Skin to skin eye to eye A magical embrace Feel this love Feel a love beyond our dreams Deep and pure Loves a cure lead us through the dark Hand in hand together we can fly beyond time
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