A mother's child

Grabs the tendrils of her hair

Their laughter lingers

As she uncurls the tiny fingers

Saying softly:

Everything that's right

Is the opposite of tight

Let your mama loose,

         Let your mama loose, mama loose

A husband and wife

Drift through pictures of their life

He asks "where did you go"

As she dips her foot in the river's flow

Saying softly:

(repeat chorus)

She sits by the bed

Nothing left unsaid

She watches as worries cease

In the smile of ultimate release

Saying softly:

(repeat chorus)

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