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Thistle (Original Mix) - Hundred Waters

When I ran to you

Expecting open arms and warm tea

I got sour rind and sop

When I ambled toward you

Bridging bramble toward the sea

I stuck only in the stubble

The thistle by the barn

Rallies its barbs like swords

From arid land not wicked but dry

When I ambled toward you

When I wanted lift I got stone

When I wanted rest I got din

When I wanted cheer I got cap

When I wanted shade I got cast

When I wanted drink I got dust

When I wanted warmth I got soot

When I wanted food I got swill

When I wanted wool I got thorns