Acaciawood - Burning Bush

And I woke up in a field
Surrounded by trees and it
Scared me when the orange blossoms
Blew by in the breeze

And I looked up to the sky
And I saw an old body run
And I asked him how long i had been
Lying on the ground

Twenty years you've been sleeping
I hope that you feel rested
Because there's work to do
Slow your blood has been creeping
But you can thaw it right out in the fire of truth

And I looked down at my hands
They were small and pale and soft
And I felt my tongue it thickened
So's i couldn't even talk

I said Mister I can't work for I am
Minuscule and weak
And my tongue is worn and blackеned
I could never truly spеak
Funny how all these convictions
Are based on the assumption that it's up to you
Silence your contradictions and dip your hands and lips
Into the fire of truth

And I turned myself around
And I saw you wore a flame
Stretching high above the treetops
And whispering my name

I said do I gotta go
And will it cause me pain
He said sure as hell it will
But it's the only way to change

Twenty years I've been sleeping
Twenty years I've been sleeping
Twenty years I've been sleeping
I ain't never gonna sleep again
Twenty years I've been sleeping
Twenty years I've been sleeping
Twenty years I've been sleeping
I ain't never gonna sleep again