The Fleecing

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Deep green hills, whose shoulders fade into thick grey Tall wet grass, whose flesh makes fools of grazing sheep Whose fleecing makes a fool of me [Chorus] Who shall I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble? For every stupid struggle, I don't know I could buy you a drink I could tell you all about it I could tell you why I doubt it, and why I still believe [Verse 2] But I can't say it like I sing it And I can't sing it like I think it And I can't think like I feel it And I don't feel a thing Oh no, I don't feel it [Chorus] Who shall I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble? For every stupid struggle, I don't know I could buy you a drink I could tell you all about it I could tell you why I doubt it, and why I still believe it And why I need it And what the pharisees don't see We'd have more drinks We would speak of so many things But I don't know you, and you don't know me
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Credits
- Writers
- David Bazan