| Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
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| Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
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| Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
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| So far from home
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| This was life and this was safer
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| All was strange and always stranger
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| I laid awake but so much later
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| I’m never safe from all this danger
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| The demon’s eyes and demon satyr
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| I was bait but what would bait her?
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| Don’t know my needs, don’t know my ways so
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| I hide my face, no way to face her
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| This was loss, this was name
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| This was my truth, this was no game
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| This was not hope, this was not sane
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| And from these broken places made
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| That was loss and this was later
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| I wanted less but nothing greater
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| I couldn’t leave, I couldn’t stay so
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| Like a motherless child
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| Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
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| Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
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| Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
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| So far from home
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| This was loss and this was later
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| Always hate but never hate her
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| I laid in wait but so much later
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| And never safe from all this danger
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| The demon’s eyes, the demon satyr
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| I was bait, but what would bait her?
|
| Don’t know my needs, don’t know my ways so
|
| I hide my face, no way to face her
|
| This was loss, this was name
|
| This was my truth, this was no game
|
| This was not hope, this was not sane
|
| And from these broken places made
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| That was loss and this was later
|
| I wanted less but nothing greater
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| I couldn’t leave, I couldn’t stay so
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| Like a motherless child
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| Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
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| Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
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| Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
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| So far from home
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| So far from home |