Wild weed that ride the ground and drinks the light
With tangled vines that bind my heart and steal my sight
The Way of the Lie
And through the veil and thorn that covers you
I see that what I thought I really never knew
The Way of the Lie
And I lie to think that I know
So blind to think that I know
The Way of the Lie
And I lie to think that I know
So blind to think that I know
It was a long, cold season that broke me
Reaching down beyond the fine line
For the simple truth
Thought I knew the truth
With eyes full and arms held wide open
I fall through the ground of good intention
The purest seed sown by the purest mind
Grew like a weed of the twisted kind
And I lie to think that I know
So blind to think that I know
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Wild weed that ride the ground and drinks the light
With tangled vines that bind my heart and steal my sight
The Way of the Lie
And through the veil and thorn that covers you
I see that what I thought I really never knew
The Way of the Lie
And I lie to think that I know
So blind to think that I know
The Way of the Lie
And I lie to think that I know
So blind to think that I know
It was a long, cold season that broke me
Reaching down beyond the fine line
For the simple truth
Thought I knew the truth
With eyes full and arms held wide open
I fall through the ground of good intention
The purest seed sown by the purest mind
Grew like a weed of the twisted kind
And I lie to think that I know
So blind to think that I know
With tangled vines that bind my heart and steal my sight
The Way of the Lie
And through the veil and thorn that covers you
I see that what I thought I really never knew
The Way of the Lie
And I lie to think that I know
So blind to think that I know
The Way of the Lie
And I lie to think that I know
So blind to think that I know
It was a long, cold season that broke me
Reaching down beyond the fine line
For the simple truth
Thought I knew the truth
With eyes full and arms held wide open
I fall through the ground of good intention
The purest seed sown by the purest mind
Grew like a weed of the twisted kind
And I lie to think that I know
So blind to think that I know
Writer: Patricia Gregory
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