Mother Mary from Dynamics by Sites

There's only so much you can do
When you're free falling down
You can kick you can scream
Or you can pray
As for me I'd do all three
Until I tired myself out
Then I'd put up my feet
And wait till my body hit the ground

When you're young
And you're scared
You reach out for somebody's hand
Someone warm someone with grace
To show you a world to relate to
To lead you through all the grey
With their hindsight up above
It's moments like these
That form your opinion on love

Mother Mary may I
Hear your stories
One more time
Free me from all of my doubt
My shadow gets long
Further that I move from home

If I could ask for one more thing
I'd keep asking for a little more time
We'd go round round and round
So the evening never ended
I know it's not much a solution
Ornery was how I was raised
Hold close those you love
Closer than just any ol' thing

Mother Mary may I
Hear your stories
One more time
Free me from all of my doubt
My shadow gets long
Further that I move from home

I know you don't have a say
You got an appointment
Don't get to pick the day
Oh and I know, none of us have a say
We all get an appointment
But don't get to pick the day

Mother Mary may I
Hear your stories
One more time
Your voice it frees me from all of my doubt
My shadow gets cold
The further that I move from home

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