Mother, Mary’s Well

Canvas, Cameras, it’s hell upon a day
New boss, workhorse, treating her this way
Forward, onward, nothing left unsaid
Captured, cast down, giving in to daily’s dread.

But I won’t let this soul which speaks
Get caught up in my head
And she won’t let this someone breathe
Without showing them the way
Mother, Mary’s Well
She’s Well

Dance halls, protocols, collecting what’s for sale
Hairpins, jasmine, clinging from it all
Forward, backward, Mary’s moving down the hall
She’s upstaged and outraged, he’s kissing her this way

But I won’t let this soul which speaks
Get caught up in my head
And she won’t let this someone breathe
That’s killing her this way
Mother, Mary’s Well
She’s Well

But I won’t let this soul which speaks
Get caught up in my head
And she won’t let this someone breathe
That’s killing her this way

But I won’t let this soul believe
It’s causing me to fray
And she won’t let this someone drink
From waters washed away
Mother, Mary’s Well
She’s Well
Ambrosino ©2016

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