The Ballad Of A Mother

The sky is falling,

My girl, don't you cry.

I shall let you live,

I shall let you thrive.

The sky is falling,

But I won't let you die.

The sky is falling,

My girl, don't you frown.

I'm still your mother,

I won't let you down.

The sky is falling,

But you won't hear a sound.

The spring tide is in,

My girl, you shall see.

A light full of love,

And words, to be free.

The spring tide is in,

You'll be what you'll be.

The spring tide is in,

My girl, you've grown.

It's time now, don't worry;

I'll wage the war alone.

The spring tide is in,

But, you; they won't disown.

The rain is coming,

My girl, you are new.

Be on your feet,

Don't go astray, askew;

The rain is coming,

True, the supporters are few.

The rain is coming,

My girl, don't lose heart.

I'm still your mother,

We'll make a new start.

The rain is coming,

Men are just a life's part.

The winter is chilly,

My girl, close your ears.

Let them say, what they say;

They don't know your fears.

The winter is chilly,

Don't you waste these tears.

The winter is chilly,

My girl, open your eyes.

This time, it'll be different;

I'll be by your side.

The winter is chilly,

I'll be your shield for the lies.

The summer is fresh,

My girl, don't back out.

I'll help you achieve the things,

That I couldn't even think about.

The summer is fresh,

The word is will, not doubt.

The summer is fresh,

My girl, we'll succeed.

Even if my heart's bleeding,

I won't let you recede.

The summer is fresh,

You're new again, just proceed.

The sky is falling,

My girl, I don't have long.

But you don't have to know that;

Because this is your song.

The sky is falling,

You'll be the queen in the throng.

The sky is falling,

My girl, you've done it.

I can see from up here now;

I can see where you fit.

The sky is falling,

I'm glad, I didn't quit.