Mama ringtone on your mobile phone

Well, I promise 

there's no truth 

in that lovely, wooden home 

you spent your youth.

I promise 

that I won't leave

before you dress my arms 

back up in sleeves, 

Mama, oh Mama.

Where's the trust in running?

Baby cool your head, I'm coming.


I've hunted 

down my past, 

held it close to the earth.

I made it last.

But now 

solace still keeps my head, 

just knowing all that's said, and done 

is simply dead, 

Father, oh Father.

My thoughts they all come drumming.

Telling me to just keep humming, 

Mama, oh Mama.

Where's the trust in running?

Baby cool your head, I'm coming