Evensong-The Innocence Mission

[00:00.32]Evensong [00:23.13]The day is over. [00:25.33] [00:27.02]And still so heavy on the mind: [00:30.01] [00:31.96]in flew glowing, smiling Mother, butterfly [00:35.89] [00:39.78]in yellow [00:40.77] [00:42.97]to join the frowning cactus crowd. [00:46.00] [00:48.02]Finding flowers - even there - to flutter round. [00:53.11] [00:57.32]I thought, Isn't Mother grand? [01:00.32] [01:01.02]The way she flies and flies [01:03.20] [01:04.11]into the sting of the cold [01:06.24] [01:06.93]and the prick of the barbed wire. [01:09.30] [01:13.25]Isn't mother grand [01:15.07] [01:15.76]to gladly fly and swiftly fly [01:19.04] [01:20.35]into the sting of the cold [01:22.34] [01:23.09]and the prick of the barbed wire. [01:25.87] [01:42.76]The day is over [01:44.51] [01:46.53]And still goes passing through the mind: [01:49.90] [01:51.60]in came glowing, smiling Mother, sure and kind. [01:56.74] [01:59.29]To rouse us [02:00.67] [02:02.35]to give ourselves out and to cry. [02:06.00] [02:07.50]Birth to warm intentions, worthless otherwise! [02:11.90] [02:16.73]Oh, the lives that brush against us, [02:20.76]pass us by and by, [02:22.51] [02:23.70]the friends who may or may not come [02:27.81] [02:28.50]if we would first invite. [02:30.66] [02:32.86]Oh to open doors, [02:34.52] [02:35.27]to always gladly fly and fly [02:38.11] [02:39.83]into the sting of the cold [02:41.89] [02:42.51]and the prick of the barded wire [02:46.77]