Zaytoun

I witnessed the youth washing off us
And pool round our feet like a lake
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If you lower yourself into darkness
No point tying the rope round your waist
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I heard about your father
The olive in the arbor, and the stone inside your heart just the same
The statue wept milk in the garden
Hoping something might grow there again
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I feel all these forces
Like riderless horses, now free from the cart
We bandage our feet again
Skip over peace again
Hurry apart

Now the bulrushes twist into baskets
Like our histories and futures entwined, oh-whoa
The Obadiah low on the branches
Are turning the water to wine, oh-whoa

It's hard enough to be here
Such a distance from the sea
30,000 years I've survived
And all of those kings I've anointed
Still shook like a leaf at my sight
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I feel all these forces
Like riderless horses now free from the cart
We bandage our feet again
Skip over peace again
Hurry apart

We've tasted the fruit I guess
Snakes in the roof I guess
Whisper the parse
See how the lightning tree
Fought in a sign of peace
Burns in the dark

It burns in the dark