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Harvest

from Harvest by Restless Spirit

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My discovery, a gift I did not want;
A field so plentiful, in stalks of gold I rot.
These voices sing to me,
Oh, it must be their time.
Through summer suns I cut, relieve the burdened mind.

Fanged deliverance on wings of sand
The cowards only run
In fate, in happenstance
The gift of God, the ebb and flow now one

A pain so deep inside
You suffer then you die
Hands fused with Judgement’s scythe
Come Harvest

Untethered negligence has led me on my way
Somehow I couldn’t see that I would face this day
If I could take it back,
You know I’d give my life
Yet still, I till the land as heart turns cold as ice.

A beast of many names
I now assume the title of but some
My head is in my hands
I work the land wait for the kingdom (come)

Be still my hand
The World’s conscience
Flows through this land
I hear all of it

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from Harvest, released September 6, 2016

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