FOXES, WEEDS, AND JEALOUSY (BALLADS OF THE SONG OF SOLOMON)
My mind is spinnin', hon
I got more thoughts than these grains this sun
Is bleeding red, here in this wilderness
But you've got all these other trusts In your
Confused heart's allegiances
Not one belongs inside this hedge
I'll bind up every lust you've found And
I'll strike a match and burn them to the ground
Better not to take a vow than make and not keep it
Do not awaken love before it pleases
Two things that show no mercy
Three that devour everything
Foxes, those thieves
And suffocating weeds
But none can stand the fury
Of a Husband's jealousy
They say that bitterness It'll be the death of fallen
Flesh but I have seen
Ego do the very same thing Even all your hidden thoughts
Every decision you think I'm not aware of in all the
Tangles you've been caught
I'll string up every fox you've fed, idolatrous dreams
That want to see you dead
Better not to take a vow than make and not keep it
Do not awaken love before it pleases
Two things that show no mercy
Three that devour everything
Foxes, those thieves
And suffocating weeds
But none can stand the fury
Of a Husband's jealousy
I'm not here to lead You on I'm just not ready to abandon
Everything You've entrusted to me
Even once I heard You speak but Sleep is where voices and dreams
Compete for love and clarity I'm already all settled in
How could You ask me to uproot again?
Better not to take a vow than make and not keep it
Do not awaken love before it pleases