Hymn To Her

The maid and the mother

And the crone that's grown old

I hear you voice

Coming out of that hole

I listen to you

And I want some more

I listen to you

And I want some more

And she will always carry on

Something is lost

But something is found

They will keep on speaking her name

Some things change

Some stay the same

Let me inside you

Into your room

I've heard it's lined

With the things you don't show.

Lay me beside you

Down on the Floor

I've been your lover