Angry Teeth + Battle Cries

Who was that with you
When you stopped and waved
When you looked at me mouthed
Mam... please be brave...

Was it god do you think
because I think it was
See ...I saw his great hands form
The great holy cross

his smile so wide
Like he'd won a fine prize
Twas my blessing he sought
Not my loud wailing cries

And I ran at him then
Through those haunting skies
With my teeth clamped tight
and an angry fist

Till I fell to my knees
curbed my battle cries
For i saw his vast love for you
Son... in his eyes

M ~