The sea beneath the cliff
Is the blue in my mother's
I can hear the elders whispering in words so sweet
There are things that I've seen in my head while
All the back roads, all the highways
Distance countries that I've
When the day, when the day falls to the light
At
Sun is dancing, my darling
Arms been holding me all morning
The
She was always walking, singing to her footsteps
Dirt ditch paths
The tops of crags and cliffs, the air is thin
So
Gold around those fingers shown
Bound for to carry home
Fond of
Have you been wearing holes in your boots out there?
Have
I've known mornings white as diamonds
Silent from a night so
I've been knockin' on that door in my sleep
Fighting the
How do you
How do you do
How do you
How do
Oh my Mama
She gave me these feathered breaths
Oh my Mama
She
Street-wise pigeon we see you
Camp on the sidewalk if
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