And mothers do what mothers must
In you we live, in you we trust our lives
So, if I stay or if I go, I want you to know
From in here, you seem very kind

And in this place so confidential
Lying by your beating heart
I could be so incidental
I could tear your worlds apart

It is sublime here
Like the lining of a leather glove
It is sublime here
And all I ask for is your love

It is sublime here
Mother, do what you must do
'Cause I'm waiting, creating inside you

So, hold me in this watery place
And feed me all the foods you crave, dear Mother
And up against your holy wall
I hear your voice, I know you like no other

And in this church to life potential
This tiny house, my private room
I could be so influential
A tyrant in my mother's wom

It is sublime here
Like the lining of a leather glove
It is sublime here
And all I ask for is your love

It is sublime here
Mother, do what you must do
'Cause I'm waiting, creating inside you