Mustard Seed

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