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Saint Francis walking on the water |
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All his lambs have gone to slaughter |
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All the creatures who receive his grace |
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You can see them all |
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In his haggard face |
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Saint Francis begging at your doorway |
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You want to let him in but what will the neighbors say |
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You know you can't go on but you can't give up |
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And he answers you |
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With his begging cup |
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Saint Francis sitting at your table |
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A cup of tea among the faithful |
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Behind a wall that's made of little lies |
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Much to your surprise |
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You start to cry |
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By these wounds you will be whole again |
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By these signs you will know |
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You'll feel a stirring in your soul again |
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'Til sweet amnesia takes a hold |
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Saint Francis sleeping in the meadow |
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His halo is a raven's shadow |
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He's been sleeping for 800 years |
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In a potter's field |
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Full of sparrow's tears |
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And while we sleep and dream of heaven's gates |
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Down here on earth |
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The old man waits |
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