Lyrics:

Over land and over sea
She reaches out to me
Weaving and threading the loom
From womb to womb

Slaves and merchants
Pilgrims and thieves
Felt her hand and charted skies
By following her moon

Mother, mother
Mother, my mother

Some came and built with stone and bone
Some planted fields on promised land
And harvested their dreams
Then disappeared
As generations lose their memory
I'll try and remind my heart
And hope that it will set me free

Mother, mother
Mother, my mother

Condemning my true nature
I stood outside of myself
Conditioning is what made me
Lose sight of myself

Ravens cry out
Tides pull in
Somehow she replenishes
Giving birth again

Mother, mother
Mother, my mother