Over land and over sea
She reaches out to me
Weaving and threading the loom
From womb to wombSlaves and merchants
Pilgrims and thieves
Felt her hand and charted skys
By following her moonMother...Mother...Mother ...Some came and built with stone and bone
Some planted fields on promised land
And harvested their dreams,
Then disappeared
As generations lose their memory
I'll try and remind my heart ...
And hope that it will set me freeMother...Mother...Mother ...Condeming my true nature
I stood outside of myself...outside of myself
Conditioning is what made me
Lose sight of myself...lose sight of myself...
Lose sightRavens cry out,
Tides pull in,
Somehow she replenishes...
Giving birth againMother...Mother...Mother...
Songwriters
VIVANCO, MOISES/LAUPER, CYNDI/PULSFORD, JANET /Published by
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