Sprout-Bryan John Appleby

[ti:Sprout] [ar:Bryan John Appleby] [al:Fire On the Vine] [by:] [offset:0] [00:06.01]She came in the night on the ninth of October [00:17.15]They looked my in my red eyes and said she won’t last [00:27.96]We all knew that she should’ve slept until mid-December [00:38.96]When it comes to the lot I have learned [00:44.15]I can’t count on the cast [00:50.59]That night a vision came [00:56.46]At the same time both vivid and vague [01:03.34]Of a father looking on [01:08.53]As he burns to the ground the house that he made [01:17.90]When I woke I had been slain in the spirit of reason [01:30.11]Baptized in the rolling dark waters of doubt [01:40.74]‘Cause I’m told it’s Your will to withhold [01:45.56]But it feels like treason [01:52.62]A rain cloud refusing to pour in a season of drought [02:03.75]That night a vision came [02:09.81]At the same time both vivid and vague [02:15.12]Of a father looking on [02:20.44]As he burns to the ground the house that he made [02:30.81]And I heard him say [02:35.18]It was well on its way [02:41.56]Just look how it swayed [02:46.69]How it crumbled and caved [02:54.00]As the crimson glow of the fire caught his eye [03:02.06]I could tell he could hear as well could I [03:15.63]That along with the crackle and growl of the fire [03:26.19]Came a call quite small from inside-- [03:34.31]I’m in here alive [03:43.81]But now a child is born [03:47.75]She is bent but not broken [03:54.94]A spark a seed and a sprout [04:03.93]A miracle or catastrophe [04:09.30]This child who’s orphaned her family