Mother holds my hand On the night of slow decay. Searching for the sand Little boat will sail away. Seems that all we have Is the time before the rise Mother holds my hand - Moon and morning In her eyes. endless song of heart flies through storms and tears above Lord will stay apart Shocked and thrown by human love how can he command Them to take me to the sky? Mother holds my hand She will never let me die. ... Mother holds my hand Mother holds my hand She holds my hand holds my hand
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