Mama, I'm Coming Home

from by Mirror Fauna



Mama, I am coming
Mama, I am coming home.
It's not like I'm running,
Though sure as hell my feet fly like they've never flown
It's more about this magnetic yearning
To express a love greater than I've ever known
Oh mama I'm coming,
Mama I'm coming home.

Mama, I am turning,
Mama, I am turning round,
Winter's the womb but soon you'll sense the birthing,
Fear not the tomb for what is lost will soon be found,
Baptize me in your sanguinal oceans
Plant me as seed in your epidermal ground
Mama, I am turning
Mama, I am turning round
Mama, I am coming
Mama, I am coming home
Mama, I am coming
Mama, I'm coming and I am not alone...

Brohters babies
Familial hum
Sets the spiders web a trembling
Like blood beats the drum that my heart might sing some
Pa rum pa pum pum!
Music makes the heart grow fonder
Shadowshapes soundscapes illuminated yonder
While the horizon I ponder
And homeless I wander
But mama I am coming....


Standing on the shore of a cumulus ocean,
We try to cypher our meteorigins like
Vichara Atma? Vichara Atma?
Gathering at the feet of the eternal mother,
We listen, she begins, a voice like none other
Vichara Atma? Vichara Atma?


from Mirror Fauna Presents: Liminalanimil, released March 13, 2013



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Mirror Fauna Twisp, Washington

Alas, the world did not end in 2012... so, in the basement of an old synagogue in Olympia, Washington, we lured the multi- dimensional, multi-pedal musical monster mother-lover out the chasm to sing siren song and lure brothers and sisters back to our roots and collective futures and long as the world does not end we will dedicate our hearts, art and action to earth revival. Long Live Our Mother! ... more

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