What seed will grow and last   Penetrate the piles of trash   Ooh child, when everything you know…   Is images of broken dreams   Scattered hearts and vicious schemes   Ooh child, don’t you go…   Where dead trees cast no shadow    Blackbirds no relief, the dry stone…    no spring of water   Only in your mother’s arms, you will be free   Only in your mother’s arms, you will be…   Unbreakable   If I could show you something else    Than the shadow,    who follows you in the morning   And who grows to meet you up at night    Intoxicated you come alive   In search for God, he passes you by   Ooh child, ain’t that fate…   As dead trees cast no shadow    Blackbirds no relief, and the dry stone…    no spring of water   Only in your mother’s arms, you will be free   Only when you’re high enough, you will be…    Unbreakable    Unbreakable   Unbreakable