Your Mother's Secret

All the streets were beginning to empty as I see a light And the corners start whispering gently as I hear a sound ‘Twas a light too pure and too raw, not like I had so found ‘Twas a sound too serene that my soul was transported outright To a world that is crumbling and mourning from the night 'til morning To a world of thorns that was born of the forlorn mourning Whose roses not red but gray Whose clouds not white but blue Whose skies not blue but red A world that existed that no one knew The world not like the world we see today A world to come that was left unsaid A world that is crumbling and mourning from the night 'til morning A world of thorns that was born of the forlorn mourning Whose trees not dead but rotting Whose humans lazy but moving Whose waters moving but dead " All my damages I turned to dam'ging " " All my hurt I turned to hurting " " All my tears I turned to flood " " And all these I did not mean to do " " But how could I not, when you " " Took my caring hands that never goes bad " " And also the only heart I had! " " Sorry my children for I'm growing old " " Don't be noisy for I'm feeling cold " " I can't keep my secret for so long " " So I have to tell you I'm not feeling strong " " My child, may I ask you some questions? " " I hope you answer with no objections " " If I tell you I'm ill will you find the cure? " … … … " And when I die will you still call me mother nature? "