Tom Hartley Booth - Between the Wood and Stone

Take my words, my wisdom spend my tongue the dogs will feed
The calling birds and turtle doves will nest in silent trees
Free from gaming men who shout and hazel coppice snare
Taking time to lay an egg and rest upon it there

If all the winter's bitter shriek was bottled up and sold
I buy it for a rainy day
Secure the price of cold
But I can't change or stand the sight of feeling on repeat
Again, again with Nicholas knee but where is the mercy seat

He's one of us, he's one of us
Between the flesh and bone there's blood
He's come for us, he's come for us
Between the wood and stone there's love

The sovereign state of affairs is searching for a crown
It has to be a metaphor we aren't worthy of one now
But even if we found a prince peace is what we need
And could scholars and farmers really all manage to agree

He's one of us, he's one of us
Between the flesh and bone there's blood
He's come for us, he's come for us
Between the wood and stone there's love
He's one of us, he's one of us
Between the flesh and bone there's blood
He's come for us, he's come for us
Between the wood and stone there's love

Trust find now all of me
Fill in between
Joy be the overflow
Be all I need to know

He's one of us, he's one of us
Between the flesh and bone there's blood
He's come for us, he's come for us
Between the wood and stone there's love
He's one of us, he's one of us
Between the flesh and bone there's blood
He's come for us, he's come for us
Between the wood and stone there's love

Written by:
Thomas Hartley Booth

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