Mother Deer
Oh, my sweet boy,
there is nothing to be done.
My time has come.
Fate has sighted me
like a deer breaking from the dark
and severed my string,
an arrow through the heart.
Oh, my sweet boy,
there is nothing to be done.
My time has come.
Fate has sighted me
like a deer breaking from the dark
and severed my string,
an arrow through the heart.
