[Verse 1]
Hill up the road
Gathering thoughts
Never adding the way I want them
Sweet Jesus
Show me through the Indian paintbrush
Faith was
[Chorus]
Cursed upon me
A mustard seed
Was good enough for him
And good enough to me
[Verse 2]
Or after all
Will I shake my magic 8 ball
It's bubbling
And the brisk walking heartbeat won't tire me
It keeps me strong
Faith was
[Chorus]
Cursed upon me
A mustard seed
Was good enough for him
And good enough to me
Hill up the road
Gathering thoughts
Never adding the way I want them
Sweet Jesus
Show me through the Indian paintbrush
Faith was
[Chorus]
Cursed upon me
A mustard seed
Was good enough for him
And good enough to me
[Verse 2]
Or after all
Will I shake my magic 8 ball
It's bubbling
And the brisk walking heartbeat won't tire me
It keeps me strong
Faith was
[Chorus]
Cursed upon me
A mustard seed
Was good enough for him
And good enough to me
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