FOXES, WEEDS, AND JEALOUSY (BALLADS OF THE SONG OF SOLOMON) My mind is spinnin', hon I got more thoughts than these grains this sun Is bleeding red, here in this wilderness But you've got all these other trusts In your Confused heart's allegiances Not one belongs inside this hedge I'll bind up every lust you've found And I'll strike a match and burn them to the ground Better not to take a vow than make and not keep it Do not awaken love before it pleases Two things that show no mercy Three that devour everything Foxes, those thieves And suffocating weeds But none can stand the fury Of a Husband's jealousy They say that bitterness It'll be the death of fallen Flesh but I have seen Ego do the very same thing Even all your hidden thoughts Every decision you think I'm not aware of in all the Tangles you've been caught I'll string up every fox you've fed, idolatrous dreams That want to see you dead Better not to take a vow than make and not keep it Do not awaken love before it pleases Two things that show no mercy Three that devour everything Foxes, those thieves And suffocating weeds But none can stand the fury Of a Husband's jealousy I'm not here to lead You on I'm just not ready to abandon Everything You've entrusted to me Even once I heard You speak but Sleep is where voices and dreams Compete for love and clarity I'm already all settled in How could You ask me to uproot again? Better not to take a vow than make and not keep it Do not awaken love before it pleases