I find the pools on the hidden places
I’m not scared of the sea faces
(Being my mother’s daughter)
I choose a smooth grey skimming stone
Watch it vanish into the foam
And dive into the water
My mother says she’s far from home
(How she sighs, how she cries)
She longs to be a skimming stone
And vanish in the water.
How she dip and dive away
Into the green and silver grey
Her eyes are under water.
When the moon is dark she slips away
(How she sighs, how she cries)
She sinks to the blue and silver grey
Ripples on the water.
She walks down to the cold black sand
Seals appear and kiss her hand
Her eyes are made of water.
Oh, mother, mother, look what I’ve found!
Soft and silk and silver-grey
Oh, mother, mother, look what I’ve found!
Present from your daughter.
She took the skin and slipped inside
How she sighed, how she cried,
And dived into the water.

I find the pools on the hidden places
I see harm in the salt sea faces
I choose a smooth grey skimming stone
Watch it vanish into the foam
My eyes are made of water.