The Thorn Songtext
von Large Plants

The thorn is not a gentle tree
It scratches and it stings
But it protects the little birds
Shows flowers in the spring

It shelters small and helpless things
Borders all our fields
And when it comes to summer′s end
It bows its head and yields


The thorn is in or by your side
Whichever way you turn
And even in the firelight
It's body slowly burns

The fruit it bears is bitter but
Can cure your aching heart
Just don′t fall too fast into its arms
Or you'll be torn apart

The thorn is not a gentle tree