Brown Bird
Wayward Daughter
Cast not your stone at the wayward daughterLay down the gavel and the ropeIf not for the lowI've got no water, no salvation we would knowCast your eyes on visions broaderFor every high there comes a fallFor every saint, a wild marauderAnd a beast in wait for heroes comeChild, seeking weakness tonightThe fang's boys floating byThe condemnation betrays the heavy conscience enragedAnd blood is boiling for painThe bitterness hauls the rainAnd whips the flesh from the horse of justice served in duecauseCast not your stone at the wayward daughterLay down the gavel and the ropeIf not for the lowI've got no water, no salvation we would knowCast your eyes on visions broaderThere's a beast in wait for heroes talkChild, seeking weakness tonightThe fang's boys floating byThe condemnation betrays the heavy conscience enragedAnd blood is boiling for painThe bitterness hauls the rainAnd whips the flesh from the horse of justice served in duecause
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