Mother Lyrics - Red House Painter

Mother
the way the street looke
dim and pollute
so have i felt when i walked upo
the way the air seeme
grey fog dilute
so do i feel when i'm breathed upo
ominous head spok
you ain't so goo
poorly the sow joke
trashed and words muttere
i want to be mothere
i want you to giv
attention to my belly butto
mothe
i want to hav
boddy pins stuck in my ear
and drown away the endless day
ridding soon the troubled way
embedded down with a warm frow
in a wrong and impure drea
anchored down with a mermai
in sound halcyon se
lure me in her sal
liquid canyon far beneat
my mother savio
with her goddess touc
brushes hands through my hair