My Master - New Desert Blues

Work through soil, work the line

Wash the canvas from my name

Tend the brunches free our splinted

My soul lays barren through the winter

Leave my maker in the thirst

Pray my conscious does its best

To run free through golden fields

To shed my shackles it burns instead

Keep me working with my head in my hands

Don’t hold your breath now

God you know I got plans

Just keep on running like I know you can

You wouldn’t look back if you weren’t a free man

Casted now and bound to change

Seek redemption through the shame

And my broken and my spent

Have I suffered, I will repent

Keep me working with my head in my hands

Don’t hold your breath now

God you know I got plans

Just keep on running like I know you can

You wouldn’t look back if you weren’t a free man

My master I am tired still

I’m a servant to the fields

My punished skin will never mend

Will my hard ship never end

My ma still lying tired still

I’m a servant to the fields

My punished skin will never mend

Will my hard ship never end

Keep me working with my head in my hands

Don’t hold your breath now

God you know I got plans

Just keep on running like I know you can

You wouldn’t look back if you weren’t a free man

Keep me working with my head in my hands

Don’t hold your breath now

God you know I got plans

Just keep on running like I know you can

You wouldn’t look back if you weren’t a free man