Mama can you hold me tighter
I feel I’m getting lost in here
Maybe try to turn them quieter
“I love you” I can hardly hear

This is no burden, this is no burden, this is not a burden

Summer seems so unchanging
Seasons never get to pass
Bare our hair in the garden
Bones for the ravenous grass

There is no sorrow, there is no sorrow, this is not a sorrow

Carry on my only son
Why wage war our day is done
Let your weary mother rest
We will mourn, no more

Solitary now seems certain
Comfort like a yard sale chair
Mother you were all I ever
Now I never call, never learn

This is me broken, this is me broken, this is why I’m broken

Carry on my only son
Why wage war our day is done
Let your weary mother rest
We will mourn, no more

Kneel before all my miswords
Furious voice I never heard
This is not your burden, this is not your burden

Mother do you ever give heed to
Naive like a dry lake town
Gracious as a ghost in high heels
The memories we all live down (silence)

This is no burden, this is no burden, this is not a burden

Carry on my only son
Why wage war our day is done
Let your weary mother rest
We will mourn, no more

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