Black Candle

I gather my luck and I went with my brother

At where the witch on the hill threw the bones of her mother

To where the bravest birds in the height of the sky

Tumble down the mountainside

And gather to pray like a blanket on the fallen pines

Like praying ain't a waste of time



She told me again that she knew I'd be coming

And she padded her gown with all my counterfeit money

She said your love is locked in the garden you grow

Like a soldier's wound that bleeds through his clothes

So pick up your gun and pray there's no one left to fight

Like praying ain't a waste of time

Ain't a waste of time

Ain't a waste of time



I said you've given me less than you know I can handle

So the witch on the hill lit a single black candle

And said the name of God is carved on a blade

The deals you make will turn in flames

So pray for love and the world to pray in kind

Like praying ain't a waste of time