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There are all types and sizes for what it is worth Bitches and witches and scrubbers and worse But they're loved and adored and have a load to bear To be feeling, to empathise and mostly to care In the womb we begin and are fed and are formed But it's time for eviction when we are born But now there's a mother and a new life to be And the child doesn't know the difference between she and me And maybe from birth Mother Nature becomes Mother Earth In the arms of a woman lie the lost and the found It's the arms of a woman hold the world, turn it 'round Could the arms of a woman be the last, be the first So could God be a woman for the whole universe And maybe we never forgive for having been let go But we always need our mummies, their love and their home But there is no perfect mother, eventually she'll fail She'll love us and leave us, love and leave us again Mythology has Atlas holding up the Earth But it should have been a woman, the bedrock from birth But she is only human, she'll have to leave the room SongtexteIt's painful to learn that life is not a womb And we grow Because of the letting go In the arms of a woman lie the lost and the found It's the arms of a woman hold the world, turn it 'round Could the arms of a woman hold the life, give the birth So could God be a woman for the whole universe The Earth is a she A nation is a she A ship is a she Carry us over the sea In the arms of a woman lie the lost and the found It's the arms of a woman hold the world, turn it 'round Could the arms of a woman be the last, be the first So could God be a woman for the whole universe A mother figure is a mother, mother figure of speech Mother figures are there to love and to teach They can be Nannies, Grannies, and others who are glad To watch over and care, she can even be a Dad Aus Songtexte Mania