Sarah Hester Ross - Savage Daughter (Lyrics)

Savage Daughter Lyrics - hester ross I am my mother’s savage daughter The one who runs barefoot Cursing sharp stones I am my mother’s savage daughter I will not cut my hair I will not lower my voice My mother’s child is a savage She looks for her omens in the colors of stones In the faces of cats, in the falling of feathers In the dancing of fire In the curve of old bones I am my mother’s savage daughter The one who runs barefoot Cursing sharp stones I am my mother’s savage daughter I will not cut my hair I will not lower my voice My mother’s child dancеs in darkness She sings heathеn songs By the light of the moon And watches the stars and renames the planets And dreams she can reach them With a song and a broom You might also like Rich Men North of Richmond Oliver Anthony Electric Touch (Taylor’s Version)