Lyrics:

Last I saw mother, she rose from a chair
When they caught me I just finished combing my hair
Because the rabbit will run, but a colt doesn't long? with the mare

We've all learned the earth while we've carried the throne
We dove under the rivers and under our clothes
And I still have a prayer, as sure as my settling bones

Last I saw mother, she covered my ears
When they caught me I offered the captain a beer
Because the rabbit will run, and the lion has nothing to fear

We bricked up the garden and know what it means
And we've all kissed a virgin as if she were clean
And I still have a prayer, despite all the colors I've seen

And judgment is just like a cup that we share
I'll jump over the wall and I'll wait for you there
We'll pass the weeds in our vision of things to come

We've all heard the rooster and all been denied
And we've seen through the haze and the spit in our eyes
And I still have a prayer, a well-weathered word to the wise

Last I saw mother, she smelled like a rose
When they caught me, the captain, he opened my nose
Because the rabbit will run, and the wind takes a bird where it blows

We've all traded lovers and woke up alone
And we cloud for the king though our fingers were cold
And I still have a prayer, a hunger I cannot control

Last I saw mother, she acted surprised
When they caught me, the captain, he cried like a child
Because the rabbit will run, good dogs together go wild

We've all lived in grace at the end of the day
And we armed all the children we thought we betrayed
And I still have a prayer, but too few occasions to pray

Judgment is just like a cup that we share
I'll jump over the wall and I'll wait for you there
We'll pass the weeds in our vision of things to come

And we've all found a reason for hiding a gun
And we've helped out a few if we've hurt anyone
And I still have a prayer, and so be it, I've done what I've done

Last I saw mother, she blew me a kiss
When they caught me, the cuffs cut the blood from my wrist
Because the rabbit will run and the pig has to lay in its piss

We've all given half to the hand in our face
We've all taken a stone from the holiest place
And I still have a prayer, and I've furthered the world in my wait