From the recording Golden Delicious
Lyrics
I crawl on my belly, drinking dust for my thirst
In a body that’s borrowed until my next birth
I don’t feel ready to return to the earth
But it isn’t for me to determine what I don’t deserve
Yeah, who’s to say what a human life is worth
When I reach the water I drink what I’m served
A chemical cocktail to quench my thirst
Maybe God is just culling the herd
Cursed is the earth to which we return
Cursed is the serpent from whom we must learn
Cursed is the person - he gave his word
Maybe God is just culling the herd
In the sea of the fish and in the sky of the birds
Death drifts like a wish that has yet to be heard
In the land of the Lord I’m just another bloody serf
And now it looks like God is finally culling the herd
© Laura Meyer, January 2009.