Mustard Seed Lyrics - Kidney Thieves

Mustard Seed
Hill up the road, gathering thoughts never adding the way I want the
Sweet Jesus show me through the Indian paintbrus
Faith was
Cursed upon me, a mustard seed was good enough for him and good enough to m
Or after all, will I shake my magic 8 ball, it's bubblin
And the brisk walking heartbeat won't tire me, it keeps me stron
Faith was
Cursed upon me, a mustard seed was good enough for him and its good enough to m
Pillar of salt, shaker of blac
Killer of thought, turning my bac
Believe you were wrong and said they would laugh and I'm trying to be humble about i
I like the rain, I like going against the grai
Seems to me I'm cutting out a simple patter
---she was weak--
Hill up the road, watching my thoughts chase each othe
Sweet Jesus show me the faith cursed upon m
--she walked away--