Grapes of Wrath Songtext
von Webster's Wheel

If I wished for what Im not
Would I have what I begot
I almost want what is not
Begin to want but I stop
Cause comfort causes lack
There is no looking back
Relaxed will be on your epitaph
Less is more going forward

Woah to the grapes of wrath
Remember to ask
How the river flows


Gentle hearts are crowning careless words
Are the towers falling or ascension in reverse
Built to last even from the past
Quiet and waiting steadfast
Faith is not sound on coats of Rome
Better suited for the hunted and alone
Now bowing will only be done by the bow
For narrow is the needle which we all have sown

Woh to the grapes of wrath
Remember to ask
How the river flows

If I wished for what Im not
Would I have what I begot
I almost want what is not
Begin to want but I stop