I have come into your house You say there’s something I should know by now and I vow to hear you out But as you speak, how I feel the sting Like the hackles on a dog’s back I rise up to meet
The words you spoke in the middle of the night They fall heavy like a hammer on my mind You are the light in the darkness, you’re the fire on the vine
Oh my son, I have known your ways But I’m the gale that’ll rattle your gate; you shudder, I make you shake You will find what you did not seek A road less narrow, a way not steep
Oh my child Don’t you lose your place Remember my table Remember my face
And the things I told you in the middle of the night They fall heavy like a hammer on your mind I am the light in the darkness, I’m the fire on the vine
You turn away I’m left alone Then came a sign Then came the Revelation
And I said, You, you will not dig a hole in me You will not chop down my tree Or hold me under the water
No and you, you will not dig a hole in me You will not chop down my tree Or hold me under the water