Mustard Seeds

Intro:


Maybe we are mustard seeds

Underneath a heavy storm

Nothing lives if nothing gives

Nothing held too tight will grow

As those of us afraid of love -oh no

Cause if one day I wake up

And my body is old

I will want to have loved

And I won t care much for gold

If one day I wake up

And I know it s the end

I won t need to pretend

To be anything at all




May we be worry free

Breath it in and let it go

May we live to forgive

Well we might as well

Cause those of us curious can go


Cause if one day I wake up

And my body is old

I will want to have loved

And I won t care much for gold


If one day I wake up

And I know it s the end

I won t need to pretend

To be anything at all


(Pedro Poeta)