Meursault - Strong-Armed Son lyrics
[Meursault - Strong-Armed Son lyrics]
Oh, my soulless, strong-armed son
Please return and lift this stone
That has lately been a
Burden to me and your poor mother
Push your fingers through the soil
And exhume the root
And swallow whole every sorrow gone unsung
And snap the spine of my misfortune
Bathe in all these fickle stars
They never shine for us
They never shine for us
Do not think
That I have not seen you staring warmthly
At the horizon
Well, there are greater things in store
If you just trust in them that bore ya
Do not waver from that line
Oh, from the life that we afforded ya
Come elevate this bag of bones
That so lately I have become
Oh, my soulless, strong-armed son
Please return and lift this stone
Please return
And with words he never learned ya
You cut your father down
And there you will stand, victorious
Singing "People tried to put us down"
Please return and lift this stone
That has lately been a
Burden to me and your poor mother
Push your fingers through the soil
And exhume the root
And swallow whole every sorrow gone unsung
And snap the spine of my misfortune
Bathe in all these fickle stars
They never shine for us
They never shine for us
Do not think
That I have not seen you staring warmthly
At the horizon
Well, there are greater things in store
If you just trust in them that bore ya
Do not waver from that line
Oh, from the life that we afforded ya
Come elevate this bag of bones
That so lately I have become
Oh, my soulless, strong-armed son
Please return and lift this stone
Please return
And with words he never learned ya
You cut your father down
And there you will stand, victorious
Singing "People tried to put us down"