She was a sinner like all other guardians  For of her daughter she was proud  Went to the market on the third Sunday again  And there she vanished in the crowd  Oh it wasn't long ago you suckled to her breast  And how your eyes exploded as you took your first  Breath  Now the lading days return and the want beckons the  Yearn  To rise above the nest and to lay your head to rest  Forlorn but for the best  Immigrants come and emigrants go  Tell me why is it like that?  Emigrant at heart and an immigrant in mind  Ones emaciation an others fat  Oh it wasn't long ago you suckled to her breast  And how your eyes exploded as you took your first breath  Now the lading days return and the want beckons the  Yearn  To rise above the nest and to lay your head to rest  Forlorn but for the best  Crying emigrant at heart and an immigrant in mind  Touching all the trees to see if there was one with bark  Like mine  In denial we worried that this was never meant  And on trial in the wake of all the prayers we never sent  And it wasn't long ago you suckled to it's breast  And now your eyes implode as you take your last breathe  Now that lading days return the want gives into yearn  Returning to your nest you lay your head to rest  Forworn but for the best