Mustard Seed lyrics
Hill up the road, gathering thoughts never adding the way I want them
Sweet
Jesus show me through the Indian paintbrush
Faith was
Cursed upon
me, a mustard seed was good enough for him and good enough to me
Or
after all, will I shake my magic 8 ball, it's bubbling
And the brisk
walking heartbeat won't tire me, it keeps me strong
Faith was
Cursed upon me, a mustard seed was good enough for him and its good
enough to me
Pillar of salt, shaker of black
Killer of thought, turning
my back
Believe you were wrong and said they would laugh and I'm trying to
be humble about it
I like the rain, I like going against the
grain
Seems to me I'm cutting out a simple pattern
---she was
weak---
Hill up the road, watching my thoughts chase each
other
Sweet Jesus show me the faith cursed upon me
--she walked
away--
FAMILIAR
No, won't leave this habit...
Earth,
fire, water air
In the open eye, familiar
You are my sacred pet, eases
all my killing time
Seek with me in candlelight
Dust the cobwebs in my
mind
No, won't leave this habit
Follow, sit, heal,
lay
You will never stray, familiar
You can't hide, your face is
blind
I call you by my side
No, won't leave this
habit
Even if we take the best of each other
Even if I hate to see
you own another
Even if we make the worst of each other
Even if we play
a game with one another
It's familiar
Earth, fire, water,
air
In the open mind, familiar
Scratch the surface, you're in too
deep
Bite the hand that's feeding me
No, won't leave this
habit
Even if we take the best of each other
Even if I hate to see
you own another
Even if we make the worst of each other
Even if we play
a game with one another
It's familiar
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