I’ve washed the blood from my sister’s arms
And I held her hand ’til morning comes
And I’ve got scars to prove
Through many full moons
I’d sing my mother’s song

Oh, my mother's song

And if I’m to be honest: most times it’s still hard
Full moon brings foxes that dig holes in the yard
If I sleep—I dream of waking up in your arms

But when the black-capped chickadee quiets by the window
Just like ambitions mom told us to follow
Should you quiet your soul to the “I-don’t-know”
Or fuck it all—
One more cigarette never killed anyone special

Or if it did I don’t care about you
And I don’t care about me
I just listen to my mother’s song

Oh, my mother's song

When I sang you those songs God, it wasn’t a lie
Just not me anymore—I hear them and cry
Feel free to rescue me like I did for you
You were bleeding on the street with no shoes on your feet

But now I just walk on

And for a while I’ve been feeling all used up
For too-fervently fore-running the glories of God
So don’t bother me with your “Christian-talk”
'cause I’ve seen things no preacher-man would dare speak of

So use me dead, it’s what I said I want
I guess I just didn’t realize
I’d live long after I’d gone

Oh, I’m gone
I'm gone

But I’d always said I’d do my best
You always knew how much to expect
But if the truth truly is exactly what you said
I got nothing left that need me defend
'cause I don’t care about me, or what you see

I just listen to my mother’s song


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