mama died on monday
i don't know my father at all
she had a dream she was free
but the pills, the pills, are all i see
the tree believes in the sun
all the leaves believe the tree
i don't believe my own eyes
if i could guess, they're full of lies
mama died on monday
she went out screamin somethin bout the devil
i hear the stories, god and his glory
but i don't know bout nothin at all
the sand believes in the wind
the dune sings in the shadows a hymn
when there's destruction, we'll need a reason
i'll need some lovin, i'll find me a woman
mama died on monday
i don't know my father at all
i had a dream we were free
the birds the birds are all i see