ChorusI Am My Mother's Savage DaughterThe One Who Runs BarefootCursing Sharp StonesI Am My Mother's Savage DaughterI Will Not Cut My HairI Will Not Lower My VoiceVerse 1My Mother's Child Is A SavageShe Looks For Her Omens In The Colors Of StonesIn The Faces Of Cats, In The Falling Of FeathersIn The Dancing Of FireIn The Curve Of Old BonesChorusI Am My Mother's Savage DaughterThe One Who Runs BarefootCursing Sharp StonesI Am My Mother's Savage DaughterI Will Not Cut My HairI Will Not Lower My VoiceVerse 2My Mother's Child Dances In The DarknessShe Sings Heathen SongsBy The Light Of The MoonAnd Watches The Stars And Renames The PlanetsAnd Dreams She Can Reach ThemWith A Song And A BroomInterludeUu Uuuuuuuh, Uu UuuuuuhUu Uuuuuuuh, Aa AaaaaaaahBridgeWe Are All Brought Forth Out Of DarknessInto This World, Through Blood And Through PainAnd Deep In Our Bones, The Old Songs Are WakingSo Sing Them With Voices Of Thunder And RainChorusI Am My Mother's Savage DaughterThe One Who Runs BarefootCursing Sharp StonesI Am My Mother's Savage DaughterI Will Not Cut My HairI Will Not Lower My Voice