I have been my mother's need   My father's way back home   And the days that happened to me   Are the days that I won't know      I have seen your head break clean   Red bottles of envy and love   In a city made for no one to be beautiful enough   I am finding a woman   Who will be my friend      And the days you've interest in arms to hold   Sweet syllables in your ears   Far away has taken you so long   And so far away from here      I have seen you banging in your dreams   You whip and holler unknown   In the minutes made of sunbeams   The hours made of stone   I am finding a woman   Who will be my friend