No more leaves
Onto this ground
Onto this ground
No more leaves
Onto this ground
Onto this ground
The lord gave us a daughter and a son
And I once knew a way to love you
You came to me and said we'd have a son
You touched my belly and named him Jonah
When he came, you wept as you held him
But you brought him up with a stern hand
And I convinced myself that pain was a virtue
We moved to these woods
To learn to read God's law
You showed me what you read and it was all that mattered
Through our little girl
I finally saw
That i'd let you act as a prophet and a jailer
You sang songs with her on your shoulders
But you forced your law
When her blood came
And I realized I'd brought my children into suffering
No more spilling in the dust
The blood of the ones I love
When you come for me
I will not bear the seed of another soul
For you to crush
No more spilling the dust
The blood of the ones I love
When you come for me
I will not bear the seed of another soul
For you to crush
I prayed and prayed and prayed
But in the end
The only thing that stopped you
Was a cold
Little
Rubber
Disk