Thistle And Weeds

* Spare me your judgements and spare me your dreams Cause recently mine have been tearing my seams * I sit alone in this winter clarity which clouds my mind Alone in the wind and the rain you left me It's getting dark darling, too dark to see * And I'm on my knees, and your faith in shreds, it seems * * Corrupted by the simple sniff of riches blown I know you have felt much more love than you've shown * And I'm on my knees and the water creeps to my chest * But plant your hope with good seeds * Don't cover yourself with thistle and weeds * Rain down, rain down on me * Look over your hills and be still * The sky above us shoots to kill * Rain down, rain down on me * * * * 5x -\ \ * But I will hold on * I will hold on hope * * * * I begged you to hear me, there's more than flesh and bones Let the dead bury the dead, they will come out in droves * But take the spade from my hands and fill in the holes you've made * But plant your hope with good seeds * Don't cover yourself with thistle and weeds * Rain down, rain down on me