Testo Mother

I will look upon this land as Mother
Her body and her breath so strong
From the mountains to the deep deep waters
It's Mother

We are children of her ancient secrets
Her power and her mystic ways
No matter where we go We never leave her

Our Mother [x9]

From the river song to old old country
Her music well it comes so full
Let us quiet down and listen closely
To Mother

To the womb of all
I sing my praises
Mother of the dark and light
Outside and in
I only sing of
Our Mother [x9]

(Xavier), the steam rising up from the core of the land
With these lessons recited will I ever understand
She washes me gently
Take my hand in her hand
Whispering the secrets of the pride and the plan
Chances delivered through the palm of her hand

Hope for the needy in the chain of command