This song comes from Thrice’s The Alchemy Index album, and the disc “Volume IV: Earth.”
As such, the song is written from the first-person perspective of “mother earth” to a son. But unlike other personifications of mother earth, the message of this song is that mother earth cannot supply a person...
Dear Prodigal, you are my son and I
Supplied you not your spirit but your shape
All Eden's wealth arrayed before your eyes
I fathomed not you wanted to escape
And though I only ever gave you love
Like every child you've chosen to rebel
Uprooted flow'rs and filled their holes with blood
Ask not for whom they toll, the solemn bells
A child of dust, to mother now return
For every seed must die before it grows
And though above the world may toil and turn
No prying spade will find you here below
Now safe beneath their wisdom and their feet
Here I will teach you truly how to sleep
Child of Dust was written by Dustin Kensrue.
Child of Dust was produced by Thrice & Teppei Teranishi.
Thrice released Child of Dust on Tue Apr 15 2008.