Scott Bird - Seven Lyrics

I am the son of seven sons
Our seven generations weep
As the rains come and go
And go again and finally go to sleep

Can you hear your mother crying
As the wind blows down your street
There's a lighthouse in the forest deep
You can see

Forty days, forty nights
Forty roaring winds
As the rains come and go
I try to wash my sunburned skin

Can you hear your mother crying
As the waves roll down your street
There's a lighthouse in the forest deep
You can see

Where did all the rivers run
They all ran away to sea
They ran away from you and me

Can you hear your mother crying
As the wind blows down your street
There's a lighthouse in the forest deep
You can see

Can you hear your mother dying
As the waves roll down your street
There's a lighthouse in the forest deep
You can see
You can see
You can see
You can see