when you became my mother, there was time
you thought I'd be a daughter, but didn't mind
and as the world began to measure, and define
we had time
we had time
you gave me light and language, and a name
you held me to the fire, to the flame
now if I could tell the future, all the same
why would I
we have time
deep beneath the surface of the earth
so many bodies waiting for the word
when every child and mother will return
forever
we'll have time