I go forward with you, I’m in all the way. Where we’re riding to, Please tell me some day. For a glimpse is enough To see i’m tied to this tree. Trying hard to make history, Rather it makes me. So go on with the flow, Wherever she’ll go. I’m tightening my belt As my cold heart melts.
Oh sister. oh mother. You stranger. my lover. Raise the flapping sails Of your long lost tales. As the forest cries to the sea... Lover let’s make a lovely daughter.
She will rise, rise, rise. Swarming around With the underground, Big pole painted blue Upward to you. With a fainting glow Wherever she’ll go, Unfolding a rain Signed by thy name.
Oh sister. oh mother. You stranger. my lover. Lay your healing hands On the long lost land. She’ll go smooth. she’ll go slow. She’ll find food and then she’ll grow. Grow up high above the sky. She will cry. she will smile.
