Mother
Mother, ask for a prayer
Brother stands back and stares
Father and sister nowhere to be found
Desert seems to suck up anyone who's found
Lovers, he takes the reign
Turmoil sinks into veins
Whether or not you hear my call
Take the time to rest up and be wrong
Lovers, one of all
High-tones, sing 'em wrong
Well now, here we go
Violets and blues sing the news of tomorrow
The greenest of hues will fuel your eyes and borrow
Nature's call
Nature's call
Nature's call
Feel wrong
Writer/s: Oz Rizo
