Mother of Muses

Mother of Muses, sing for me
 Sing of the mountains and the deep dark sea
 Sing of the lakes and the nymphs of the forest
 Sing your hearts out, all your women of the chorus
 Sing of honor and fate and glory be
 Mother of Muses, sing for me
 Mother of Muses, sing for my heart
 Sing of a love too soon to depart
 Sing of the heroes who stood alone
 Whose names are engraved on tablets of stone
 Who struggled with pain so the world could go free
 Mother of Muses, sing for me
 Sing of Sherman, Montgomery, and Scott
 And of Zhukov, and Patton, and the battles they fought
 Who cleared the path for Presley to sing
 Who carved the path for Martin Luther King
 Who did what they did and they went on their way
 Man, I could tell their stories all day
 I'm falling in love with Calliope
 She don't belong to anyone, why not give her to me?
 She's speaking to me, speaking with her eyes
 I've grown so tired of chasing lies
 Mother of Muses, wherever you are
 I've already outlived my life by far
 Mother of Muses, unleash your wrath
 Things I can't see, they're blocking my path
 Show me your wisdom, tell me my fate
 Put me upright, make me walk straight
 Forge my identity from the inside out
 You know what I'm talking about
 Take me to the river, release your charms
 Let me lay down a while in your sweet, loving arms
 Wake me, shake me, free me from sin
 Make me invisible, like the wind
 Got a mind that ramble, got a mind that roam
 I'm travelin' light and I'm a-slow coming home