Mama - Annuals
Well I promise
There's no truth
In that lovely wooden home
You spent your
Youth I promise
That I won't leave
Before you dress my arms
Dress my arms
Back up in sleeves
Mama oh mama oh
Where's the trust in running
Baby cool your head I'm coming
I've hunted
Down my past
Held it close to the earth
I made it last
Last
But now
Solace still keeps my head
Keeps my head
Just knowing all that's said and done
Is simply dead
Father oh father
My thoughts they all come drumming
Telling me to just keep humming
Mama oh mama oh
Where's the trust in running
Baby cool your head I'm coming