They have pulled the wool on me Fool me twice shame on me In my bones, I know the Word I need to fear But traiting flesh, I seek a touch on my itching ears Cautious brother move, um discernment is a mode They will never mount the feels up to your itching ears Suckle at the Word, don't let the teachings go Always, always bind it high, willing sheep grow tired eyes Oh how deep this love can flow As deep as I can care to know Just know that what we know can grow As we grow to love the God we know Oh how deep this love can flow As deep as I can care to know Just know that what we know can grow As we grow to love the God we know Cautious brother move, um discernment is a mode They will never mount the fears until all our itching ears Suckle at the Word, don't let the teachings go Always, always bind it high, willing sheep grow tired eyes