Mama 歌词

Mama, you're on my mind A stitch upon my coda Play on the world's grand design I think you know I think you're sure that you know that Butterflies don't get old And i don't get so young anymore What a shame The big ideas And lost ideals, it's a show I must appear in control Mama Mama The show at all They're burning books outside of What was it that you said? And to the walls Let the spirit gather up and Set us a flame for Year to year, there's no one here but us What i'm ask The ears to the ground and the fingers on the pulse of the pain Oh it's worse than change Oh what do they want with us Oh mama Mama What is it that they want with us and all of our abuse Oh what's the use to protect Mama, is only you You're a dancer from the mirrors of Lie and with restraint This quiet warmth I've got my faith restored by the sway of the trees That sway in time to one more rhyme of my curse But what it's worth I count you out and still you count me in To answer your final bell Mama Mama But why do they care about us Mama Mama They knock and knock But i don't answer the door Mama Mama Cuz i'm bored and we're not alone