Songs of Longing - Mother’s Love

Sister, seer, prophetess

May your sorrow seep right through

The haughtiest, highest cracks in us

And through all the heavens blue

Sister, seer, prophetess

You so grieve your children lost

They are far away in anguish deep

You will save them at all cost

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May you set the world alight

Your love will set all things right

Your grief, your sorrow, brings tomorrow

For you, all of us should fight

———

Sister, seer, prophetess

Mothers’ love can mend all hearts

You are the mirror of all of us

Who are forced to be apart

Sister, seer, prophetess

You’re the spark that sets the flame

That burns this uncaring system down

To our hearts you have all claim

———

May you set the world alight

Your love will set all things right

Your grief, your sorrow, brings tomorrow

For you, all of us should fight

———

Sister, seer, prophetess

You’re the maiden, you’re the crone

You’re the mother to all children who

Are so far from their true homes

Sister, seer, prophetess

May you find your children sweet

May the tapestry of apathy

Wither dead when them you meet

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May you set the world alight

Your love will set all things right

Your grief, your sorrow, brings tomorrow

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