Evensong Lyrics - Innocence Mission

The day is over and still so heavy on the mind 

In flew glowing, smiling mother, butterfly in yellow 

To join the frowning cactus crowd 

Finding flowers even there to flutter round 

I thought, isn't mother grand? The way she flies and flies 

Into the sting of the cold and the prick of the barbed wire 

Isn't mother grand to gladly fly and swiftly fly 

Into the sting of the cold and the prick of the barbed wire 

The day is over and still goes passing through the mind: 

In came glowing, smiling mother, sure and kind 

To rouse us, to give ourselves out and to cry 

Birth to warm intentions, worthless otherwise 

Oh, the lives that brush against us, pass us by and by 

The friends who may or may not come if we would first invite 

Oh, to open doors, to always gladly fly and fly 

Into the sting of the cold and the prick of the barded wire