I'm defecting your laws, I'm rejecting the sky I'm reflecting your face, I'm a victim of crime The river, oh, the river It's flowing through my veins The river
to nature all you can give Let the mother know your heart Take the water to the mountain Let's become alive again Holy water, holy mountain Holy river, holy
Holy holy holy holy holy Holy holy holy holy holy Holy holy holy holy holy The world is holy, the soul is holy The skin is holy, the nose is holy The
then we gather down in Salt Lake City To raise our voices in a joyful song Heavenly Father, Holy Mother Heavenly Father, Holy Mother Heavenly Father, Holy Mother Heavenly Father, Holy Mother
ve know you forever We were forged by some holy fire Far away eyes Filled with sadness and joy Contradiction, benediction, Alabama boy There's a raft on the river
mother I said, "I'm crazy, Ma, help me" She said, "I know how it feels, son 'Cause it runs in the family" Oh, can you see the real me, mother? Can you
I'm feelin' safe inside you And I'm feelin' like life would inside you The blood and the river, said "We are one with you here the same" Mother, can
Who will with the holy war Can you tell me what they're fighting for? And do you look down in disgust? God don't give up on us Mother nature's ashamed
eyes are shifting dials like AM radios Snowed over river, melted more last night Still the same, the shattered windshields of spidered ice Yes, yes, mother
I'm feeling safe inside you And I'm feeling like life would inside of you The blood and the river are the same We are one with you here the same Mother
of centuries rolling Where wind is the breath of the Holy Creator Where no ship sails but only the ocean Where all the rivers grow mighty with showing
Infinite visions of water and lands learn to discover the queen's holy reign Source of majestic and colorful days mountains, rivers and lakes With the
the tears of an Angel The voices i hear in my head Blessed the fruits are the corn Of the earth Mother earth holy blood of the dead Mother Earth I
the only thing Mother Of Mercy Angel of death desire Mother Of Mercy Taking my last breath of fire Mother Of Mercy Angel of pain Mother Of Mercy Taking
never should have turned my back on The old folks back home Give me that Church of the Holy Spook Church of the Holy Spook Church of the Holy Spook
looking too pretty Even got to see the Holy city Now Billy's out there in the desert sun And his mother cries when the mornin' comes And there's mothers
that left me blind. This world is for the taking, This world is suffocating. Plastic bags of novacain, Some PCP to kill the pain. Build a tomb to store your rust, Moth
