Branches Jeroboam Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Jeroboam dreamed a golden dream
Of golden lands and golden things
And ivory-colored feathered wings, wings, wings

[Verse 2]
Voices in the honey breeze
Pushing on the honeybees
And shaping beds from fallen leaves, leaves, leaves

[Verse 3]
The Writer showed him all of these
And filled his nose with pretty things
And let him taste of Eden's trees, trees, trees, trees

[Chorus]
But in the Light came a warring sound
Of greedy blood on Hallowed Ground
Jeroboam and his heavy eyes made a civil war inside
His tongue stuck stiff behind his teeth
His voice got tangled in his grief
And Jeroboam made a thief, thief, thief

[Verse 4]
So the Writer penned him a different tale
Where proud get caught in homemade sails
And crave the jewels on the wedding veil, veil, veil

[Verse 5]
Jeroboam cried for more
Clutching at the temple torn
The Writer filled his hands with sores, sores, sores

[Verse 6]
So arm yourselves with empty hands
When looking at the Promised Land
And find yourself a wealthy man