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Annuals Lyrics

9. Mama



Well, I promise 
there's no truth 
in that lovely, wooden home 
you spent your youth.
I promise 
that I won't leave
before you dress my arms 
back up in sleeves, 
Mama, oh Mama.
Where's the trust in running?
Baby cool your head, I'm coming.

I've hunted 
down my past, 
held it close to the earth.
I made it last.
But now 
solace still keeps my head, 
just knowing all that's said, and done 
is simply dead, 
Father, oh Father.
My thoughts they all come drumming.
Telling me to just keep humming, 
Mama, oh Mama.
Where's the trust in running?
Baby cool your head, I'm coming


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