My Mother's Son Lyrics - Singles - Johnathan Rice

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 

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 

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 

And 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 

Inside of mama baby kicks 

And this house is made of stone and sticks 

All these things can break my bones and everyone must run alone 

I run all night with bursting lungs 

I will always be my mother's son 

Yes I will always be my mother's son 

And I'm no different from anyone 

Stopped traffic and stadium lights 

That's the view from the sky 

As that old black bird flies 

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