A fine song off the excellent Briarwood album from 2011. /Verse/ Like a ma /Verse/ I dreamed that I dreamt of an angel in the thin disguise of a young girl who transforms the mulch into bay leaves and fills every chasm with pearls But the orbit resists this reversal undoing each spell as it's cast the roses become carbon monoxide and poison replaces the grass /Chorus/ When you're through a-counting your blessing and erase one for each of your faults you might slip the bandleader a twenty t (guitartabs.cc)