The dirt road I come from   A storm from the past   Dust twirls in cyclone curls   And lays me on the grass   Steady as a heartbeat   And as fleeting as a wave   I break crest on newborn shores   From everlasting graves   I walk the seams   Of night and day   Amidst tears of all unknown   Please and face night fall cause   In the darkness light is shown      Ohh no   Ohh no   Ohh yeah   Mama, be not afraid   Ohh no   Ohh no   Ohh yeah   Mama, be not afraid      Sticky hands and crooked hearts have   Scattered all your things   And read you lines form wicked poems   That empty searching brings   With my hands I'll feed you bread   They'll complain it's just toast   They search the trees for spirit   And then claim they saw a ghost   Well they'll try to sell you happiness   And they'll sell it to you for a fee   I can sell you everything   I'll just sell it to you free      Ohh no   Ohh no   Ohh right   Mama, be not afraid   Yeah   Ohh no   Ohh no   Ohh right   Mama be not afraid      When poets breathe indifference   When a singer loses breath   WHen polititicans rid their lands   And retire for their rest   Eyes of heads of relevance cast their   Shadows on your hands   And draw their inspiration   Off the backs of younger men   Yeah, I can tell you something   From the gray we must choose   If you don't learn how to give your life   There's no life for you to lose      Ohh no   Ohh no   Oooh   Mama, be not afraid   Ohh no   Ohh no   Ohh right   Mama, be not afraid