The Father, The Son and the Harlot's Ghost-Matt Duke

[00:11.32]So under this tree [00:14.07]Far away from church and state it's just you and me [00:19.62]There's no need to watch our backs we'll just simply be [00:24.82]Kiss me, Honey, sweetly with our eyes closed [00:33.19]Words like a knife [00:35.74]Cut my father's throat and he is seething in spite [00:41.20]Threatenin' my poor mother so she kneels every night [00:46.15]To a prized God divided in the fight [00:53.45]O' sweet thing, bombs away! [01:01.00]And I'll say [01:04.55]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place [01:09.55]And for you I bleed [01:15.20]So string up my girl [01:17.60]Deviant and faithless and a bane to your world [01:21.95]Malintent with ignorance it's all so absurd [01:28.20]Worthless and you're worth it all the same (the same...) [01:35.95]I starve in my cell [01:38.50]Man is bound in shackles between heaven and hell [01:43.70]Whether it's worth dying for is too soon to tell [01:47.55]Bloody mouthed and screaming out a name (a name, a name...) [01:57.15]O' sweet thing, bombs away! [02:03.90]And I'll say [02:05.40]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place [02:12.15]And for you I bleed, but every drop was such and waste and [02:17.75]O' sweet thing, bombs away! [02:24.60]And I'll say [02:28.20]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place [02:33.05]And for you I bleed [02:34.80]There was nothing left when you bred contempt [02:40.60]In a **** town turning your acts into killers [02:43.95]So far gone [02:48.91]Oh Holy Father, I bit my tongue [02:51.61]But Your good word's turning your saints into sinners [02:54.06]So far gone, oh [02:59.96]So under this tree [03:01.01]We grew roots and branches kept a hope that our leaves [03:07.36]They will turn through seasons and then fall to the feet [03:12.41]Of the children that came after us in Spring (in Spring...) [03:17.11]O' sweet thing, bombs away! [03:26.91]And I'll say [03:29.31]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place [03:35.72]And for you I bleed, though every drop was such a waste and [03:41.92]O' sweet thing, bombs away! [03:49.97]And I'll say [03:51.12]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place [03:57.87]And for you I bleed [04:02.77]So under this tree [04:03.82]Far away from church and state it's just you and me [04:08.72]There's no need to watch our backs we'll just simply be [04:13.67]Kiss me, Honey, sweetly with our eyes closed