The Innocence Mission - Evensong lyrics

The day is over And still so heavy on the mind In flew glowing, smiling Mother, bu*terfly in yellow To join the frowning cactus crowd Finding flowers, even there, to flutter 'round I thought, isn't Mother grand? The way she flies and flies Into the sting of the cold And the prick of the barbed wire Isn't Mother grand To gladly fly and swiftly fly Into the sting of the cold And the prick of the barbed wire The day is over And still goes pa**ing through the mind In came glowing, smiling mother, sure and kind To rouse us To give ourselves out and to cry Birth to warm intentions, worthless otherwise! Oh, the lives that brush against us Pa** us by and by The friends who may or may not come If we would first invite Oh to open doors, to always gladly fly and fly Into the sting of the cold And the prick of the barbed wire Into the sting of the cold And the prick of the barbed wire