All very well for saints to have their day

To fly away to prey another day

Down here I'd rather face the fire

than aspire for the heavenly choir

'Cause I've got my faith put in its place

Swept out the light beyond a trace

'Cause I took a look in their book

and there's nothing about this life of mine



For I am willing to believe

Wishing to be strong, fighting on your side

For I am willing to believe

Swimming in your tide, crying your tears



"There, now that makes it clear I'm no priest or monk or whatever."

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