Moon Rusted Root

We have not traveled very far
We have not traveled very far
For in the circle I see
And in the fire will be a dying sun

I swear I saw the moon move
Glide across the sky with a star at it's side
It's crescent shape is out tonight with opal shadow hiding by
And I swear I saw the moon move

I'm singing about some kind of pain sits outside from where the fire burns
All of you huddled in the earth I am touching the surface, I am
Let me bend into the fire let it dry my skin
It waits to be part of the fire
Let the healing begin let the healing begin

I am sifting through glass chards of wisdom pains
I am tearing them out one by one one by one
They've been buried so long I had chose to ignore them
But slowly they surface and cut through my skin

I swear on my conscience/ If you tell me twice my good Lord I will suffer your will again
I swear I'll move through this/ If you tell me twice my good Lord I will suffer your will again
Suffer your will again
If you tell me twice my good Lord Suffer your will again
If you tell me twice my good Lord