Cataracts Thrice

Cut these thorns and kick these stones
Keep those birds at bay
Plant deep and dark, and help my heart
Receive the words you say

The words you say
Receive the words you say
Receive the words you say

Are somehow lost on me
They die on deafened ears
When you open up your mouth to speak
I hear but I can't hear

The words you say
Hear the words you say
Hear the words you say
I can't hear the words you say
Hear the words you say

Pin me down, and take away
This heart of stone
Wind and sound awake my old dry bones

Cut these thorns and kick these stones
Keep those birds at bay
Plant deep and dark, and help my heart
Perceive the light of day