Mustard Seed Lyrics - Trickster - Kidneythieves

Hill up the road, gathering thoughts never adding the way I want them 

Sweet Jesus show me through the Indian paintbrush 

Faith was 

Cursed upon me, a mustard seed was good enough for him and good enough to me 

Or after all, will I shake my magic 8 ball, it's bubbling 

And the brisk walking heartbeat won't tire me, it keeps me strong 

Faith was 

Cursed upon me, a mustard seed was good enough for him and its good enough to me 

Pillar of salt, shaker of black 

Killer of thought, turning my back 

Believe you were wrong and said they would laugh and I'm trying to be humble about it 

I like the rain, I like going against the grain 

Seems to me I'm cutting out a simple pattern 

---she was weak--- 

Hill up the road, watching my thoughts chase each other 

Sweet Jesus show me the faith cursed upon me 

--she walked away-- 

FAMILIAR 

No, won't leave this habit... 

Earth, fire, water air 

In the open eye, familiar 

You are my sacred pet, eases all my killing time 

Seek with me in candlelight 

Dust the cobwebs in my mind 

No, won't leave this habit 

Follow, sit, heal, lay 

You will never stray, familiar 

You can't hide, your face is blind 

I call you by my side 

No, won't leave this habit 

Even if we take the best of each other 

Even if I hate to see you own another 

Even if we make the worst of each other 

Even if we play a game with one another 

It's familiar 

Earth, fire, water, air 

In the open mind, familiar 

Scratch the surface, you're in too deep 

Bite the hand that's feeding me 

No, won't leave this habit 

Even if we take the best of each other 

Even if I hate to see you own another 

Even if we make the worst of each other 

Even if we play a game with one another 

It's familiar