Fool's Lament from Balla Dear by Balla Dear

Golden gods at the foot of the mountain, golden sands on the beach of the sea
Everyman bows down and he kisses the ground of an age old idolatry

A shining axe in the stump of a foothold, carving out of the rotted divide
How the sign of your dirty redemption, cost your life blood, speckled with pride

(chorus)
Go away, go away now, go away with your fool's lament
Here I must stay, here I must linger, and dig up the love you buried in cement

While I linger here in the minefield, I can see how much you have bled
And even still that water is bleeding from the Rock, from the side where my dirty boots have tread

A silver dagger stained with my conscience, seared and strangled there upon my belt
I felt nothing in the darkness of a stoney old heart, until I tripped over that hell that you built

Blushing sky in the presence of strangers, falls into that hollering creek
Reddish hues they foreshadow the dangers, cutting off all the cries of the meek

Madness rips out the soul of all wonder, like that old man lost in his field
Tearing soil with a misguided finger, never knowing the sin he will yield

I'm a babe wrapped up in a blanket, laid to waste on that old man's path, but the Hand of Grace is upon my waist, and untying that old dagger's wrath

I'm giving back all your vials of poison, and handing over your coat filled with lead
And don't you worry your poor little frame of mind, your daddy's got the knife for the blood that you shed

• Acapella
• Country Gospel
• Folk
• Folk Ballad
• Texas