If I were a mother and they my many daughters
I would take them to a secret alcove in the land conquered by time
To calm their minds
Send them down the trails in the canyon walls
And I would sing a song to them
An eerie lament that took a lifetime to write
My wonderful life
And it would echo against the cliffs in a vibrato of spirit
My lovely vibrato
And I would hover through the air to their ear with my song
'Till it became a silence to them
An eternal silence
And I would show them we were one with the universe, yeah
A silent universe
And it would mark our triumph
Over gravity, yes and it would be
Our beauty among spring flowers blooming
Among clever thieves thieving
This song rings through the roofless rooms of ancient families
Rings in the bones of our ancestors buried deep in the layers of time
Rings in the fire of the burning forest; in the cries of unravelling trees
Rings in the tears of the rain, it's falling on the sadness of bottomless seas
Rings in the pangs of my mother's burden
Rings in the spirit of life
Rings in the songs they'll sing to their daughters
Rings through centuries of life