Black Candle歌词

I counted my luck and I went with my brother
To where the witch on the hill threw the bones of her mother
To where the bravest birds in the height of the sky
Tumbled down the mountain side
And gathered 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
While she padded her gown with all my counterfeit money
And 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 else 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're giving 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 wheels 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