Mother Be

Mother beat eggs, but she be with death.
Morning is come, smell of her dress.
Watch how the wind fingers the sea,
And none of you miss her company

All these long years, time was a road
And where have you been child?
And where will you go?
All these long years, time was a road
And yet was a wheel, to carry the load.

Now Father did scream, but how he did shine.
Evening has come, and she's right on time.
So watch how the moon fills up the sky,
and none of you stop to wonder why

All the long years, time was a road...

And where have you been child?
And where will you go?
All these long years, time was a road
And yet was a wheel, to carry the load.

Carry the load, carry the load.



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