Thieves

Bother wasn't in me
I took it from them, like they took it from me
Faith had given way to
Fear and all I had was an excerpt of land

Running around
Acting like thieves
Shaving my hands

And I don't know why
But it made a scene

Brother please forgive me
I make no excuse for the visions we plead
Faith had given way to
Fear and all I had was an excerpt of land

Running around
Acting like thieves
Burning our beds

And I don't know why
But it made a scene
Through the mist and the fog
What we turn out to be

It was always in my view
But now it's fading and it kills me slow
It was always in my view
But now it's fading and it kills me slow
It was always in my view
But now it's fading and it kills me slow