Mother - Low
When you became my mother there was time
You thought I'd be a daughter but didn't mind
And as the world began to measure and define
We had time
We had time
You gave me light and language and a name
You held me to the fire to the flame
Now if I could tell the future are the same
Why would I
We have time
Deep beneath the surface of the Earth
So many bodies waiting for the World
When every child and mother will return
Forever
We'll have time
