Syd Matters - Rest lyrics
[Syd Matters - Rest lyrics]
Tearing off the trees hands on my chest
With my pockets full of leaves
Have you seen my brothers lying on the green?
Have you seen my brothers as
They swam against the stream?
Did you try to rescue them
With your pagan poetry?
Who'll come and bless them in
The middle of the sea?
With the winds-a-blowing right to the bone
When the pipes are calling
Will you take our bodies home?
Sleepy man, get over it
And come to your senses
Sleepy man, pass over us
And above the ocean trees
Resurrected Jesus in the river
Up to your knees waiting for the rest of us
To fall from the trees