Make Another Tree - Eef Barzelay

Bless me, Lord

I’m only after what you promised me

So break me, Lord

And with the pieces make another tree

Make another tree

He spoke to me

He spoke to me

He said

Take only that which you can carry on your back

Just leave the children in the yard

In time they’ll gladly turn to dust

Let me lay here in the grass

All eternity

Let the wind and rain consume me

Then I will be free

I will be free

I want it now

I want it now

So

Take only that which you can carry on your back

Just leave the children in the yard

In time they’ll gladly turn to dust

And if they handed me the gold

I’d slap it from their hands

Then I’d kiss and mourn the sheep

That can’t understand

They won’t understand

Bless me, Lord

I’m only after what you promised me

So break me, Lord

And with the pieces make another tree

Make another tree

Make another tree