Mother
Anders
Oh mother
It's heavy on my wings
That I swore to chase the mile
And claim my years, but while
I dream like a thousand kings
Still I know, oh mother
The spring is moving on
When my chance has fallen past
And broken every mast
I will find you
In the dancing dust
As every face
Every feature
Of a soft hearted creature
Drifts away from its trance
Let it spin
Let it twist
Let it dance
Oh mother
The dusk will take it all
When the spark is finally lost
And there's nothing here to trust
I will find you
In the dancing dust
And I'll meet you
Where the days won't pass
Forever new
In the dancing dust