Bless me, Lord   I'm only after what you promised me   So break me, Lord, and with the pieces make another tree   Make another tree   He spoke to me   He spoke to me   He said, "Take only that which you can carry on your back   Just leave the children in the yard and in time,   they'll gladly turn to dust."      Let me lay hear in the grass   All eternity   Let the wind and brain consume me   Then I will be free   I will be free   I want it now   I want it now   So, "Take only that which you can carry on your back   Just leave the children and in time,   they'll gladly turn to dust."   And if they handed me the gold,   I'd slap it from their hands   Then I'd kiss and mourn the sheep   That can't understand   They won't understand      Bless me, Lord   I'm only after what you promised me   So break me lord and with the pieces make another tree   Make another tree   Make another tree