Pelican from Archetypes by Estère

They smelt the dinner fry
They smelt the dinner fry
They took their fishing beads
Down to the river

Prickles through their shoes
Prickles through their shoes
But they always went the same way
Together

The little one was brave
The little one was brave
Thile the big one hauled the boat
With no anchor

He said brother let’s go sail
Brother let’s go sail
Mama will give us rewards
When we get back to shore

The mama ran to find
Her two young taken by the tides
Oh my foolish little boys cried mama
But I know the tides will
Give back their lives
For my own sacrifice

Oh the pelican

Moonlight hid the sons
Moonlight hid the sons
Mama whispered a hymn
Across the water

Till feathers ripped her skin
Feathers ripped her skin
As she assumed the form
Of a pelican

The mama flew to find
Her two young taken by the tides
Oh my foolish little boys cried mama
But I know the tides will
Give back their lives
For my own sacrifice

Oh the pelican

As her wings
Beat the sky
She sees her sons
In shallow tides
Gathers them gently
In their death
Then stabs her bill
Into her breast
To give them life blood
Like summer rain
Pelican mother
Makes her trade

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