Woven Hand - Blue Pail Fever Lyrics

Verse 1
Thy will be done
Here on this highway
In every house and field I pray
All in meekness yield
Aided by want
Among stranger people
To disgrace so soon I've come

Verse 2
Drift like sleep
Into the hotel Montana
Lay low for thy names sake
El matador Louisiana

Verse 3
Full of bulls blood and what not
Coarse jest to a tight knot
You are not acquainted with your own heart
Frozen prayer upon my lips
Inside the blood runs hot
He was reviled
Yet he reviled not

Verse 4
Like a voice in an empty house
Breath your breath
And speak to me
Speak to me

Verse 5
It's a dry leaf that shivers on the branch
What matter if the wind cast it down
With a ruthless hand
'Coz we remember always
That it took place forever
Thy kingdom come in whosoever

[Thanks to ltcbusbuddy for correcting these lyrics]