Johnathan Rice — My Mother's Son lyrics

Lyrics

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
The 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
Well, 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
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
Well, inside of mama, baby kicks
Well, this house is made of stone and sticks
And all these things can break my bones
But everyone must run alone
So, I run all night with bursting lungs
I will always be my mother’s son
Yeah, I will always be my mother’s son
Yeah, and I ain’t no different from anyone
Traffic and stadium lights
That’s the view from the sky
Where that old black bird flies
How 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