O' mother my heart is bent,
I was standing by the tent
then came masked men armed with ill-intent
O' mother, I was blind
On the dark night they were sneaking by
They caught off guard the sleeping eye
Where are my friends? Are they alive?
How do I save them, Mother?
I saw them running away, led by a crow
My heart told me to pack my things and follow
Before I pulled my sword, my mind said "no
It is over, you need to let go"
Mother, my heart's a fire on the loose
I can't stand those with power to abuse
Mother, your son is confused
What should I do, Mother?
My heart's heavy beating telling me to go
But my brain's telling me to be smart
What should I do? I asked my soul
She told me "Be kind to your heart"
My heart, O' mother, is burning
My eye cried itself dry due to yearning
I will set sail and won't be returning
Without them, Mother.
