Provider Reprise

de Midlake

When the first among the grounds were laid
I wouldn’t fall under the man's curse
Onward forth into a land unknown
Swords were drawn upon their own

Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a foxhole in the ground
Don’t delay

Come morning, miles along
Gathered round, those remain
With bird in hand a cry for all the land
Joy to gain

Winter came and I was old and alone
Time since gone under the man's curse
Onward forth unto a land unknown
With only hope for the seeds to grow

Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a foxhole in the ground
Don’t delay

Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a foxhole in the ground
Don’t delay

Come morning, miles along
Gathered round, those remain
With bird in hand a cry for all the land
Joy to gain

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