ฟังเพลงMy Mother's Son (Live Version)

My Mother's Son (Live Version) - Johnathan Rice

All the protestant girls

They're all swinging their hips

Fresh coat of red on their lips

In a solar eclipse

I sat on the steps

Church bells rang in my ears

Big blue sky was so clear

When the sun disappeared

White horses on the highway ride

Under this strange and darker sky

A wind will come and scatter seeds

And it will bury all of these

The children sing across the plains

Their voices rise and quickly fade

On a passenger train

Slightly out of my mind

All the women so kind

Sending chills down my spine

And I fell into sleep

And in that sleep I did dream

That I was torn at the seams

I don't know what it means

Inside of mama baby kicks

And this house is made of stone and sticks

All of these can break my bones

And everyone must run alone

I run all night with bursting lungs

I will always be my mother's son

Yes I will always be my mother's son

And I will always be my mother's son

Traffic and stadium lights

That's the view from the sky

As that old black bird flies

I wish I could fly

What will we become

When we sleep in the dirt

Who will rise up first

One can never be sure