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Blood Mother - Cailleagh

from Uncarved by Tim Hawthorn

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I wanna crumble into your dust
Drown in your seas
Burn up with your desire
Blow away in your breeze.

The chattering stones and gurgling streams
The warmth of the sun and the caressing breeze
You are my Blood,
Blood Mother.

Red is the colour of the river of life
Black is your body there are stars in your eyes
Deep in your womb my spirit is sleeping
Deep in my heart your spirit is stirring

Put it in the pot fill the thing up
You know there's enough to fill everyone's cup (up)
Blood Mother.

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Little boy sitting at the window
Watching the world go by
Somewhere out in Srebrenica
Another boy has to die
Watching the sky as the clouds turn to rain
Wondering if it has to be this way
Again and again

Chorus:
Cailleagh... Mother of all
The night crow comes
To show us our world
Cailleagh... come when we call
The night crow comes
To purify our souls. /us all (on last verse)

Mama crow sitting on the rooftop
Watches the world with one eye
Spreading out her feathered wings
She utters a warning cry
Look deep within to investigate the cause
She will change everything, we can but do
That which is ours.

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from Uncarved, released September 23, 2016
Words & Music Tim Hawthorn

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Tim Hawthorn Glastonbury, UK

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Elder Bard of Ynys Witrin
Silver on the Tree
Avalonian Free State Choir
Invisible Opera
The Silver Twiglets
The Archetypes
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