The Song of Mother
Oh great oakland tree,
how wild can you truly be
if human axe or beaver teeth
makes you into shacks
or burn up for heat
Oh mighty shrilling mountain cave,
where are you now in modern day
no more a home of apes
of a hearth held deep giving you breath
keeping warm the younglings of our birth
Oh great wolf
master of all prey,
you spanned the globe but did not stay
for your warriors came, conquered and fell
gave...
how wild can you truly be
if human axe or beaver teeth
makes you into shacks
or burn up for heat
Oh mighty shrilling mountain cave,
where are you now in modern day
no more a home of apes
of a hearth held deep giving you breath
keeping warm the younglings of our birth
Oh great wolf
master of all prey,
you spanned the globe but did not stay
for your warriors came, conquered and fell
gave...