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  1. Saints

Lyrics

Saints

Feelin’ like I’m on fire
Feelin’ like I’m burnin’ alone
I’m burnin’ with a strange desire
I’m agin’ like a Roman stone

I listen for the sounds of lightnin’
It’s tryin’ to take control of my soul
My sleep is nothin’ less than frightnin’
My faith is gonna lose control

It whispers in the wind to me
The faces in the crowds I see
It’s something only blindness sees
And all the saints know me

I’m sweatin’ waitin’ for the answers
I’m ringin’ like a telephone
I’ve thrown away the best of chances
I’m frozen like a pillar of stone

Chorus

They take away the thoughts of freedom
They try to make you sell your soul
They’re eatin’ food for thought they feed
‘em
And the dog’s hidin’ under his bowl

Chorus

Waitin’ for the sound of reason
In the stained-glass wink of an eye
The rain’s fallin’ out of the season
And there’s snow falling out of my eyes

Chorus

Feelin’ like I’m on fire
Feelin’ like I’m burnin’ alone
I’m burnin’ with a strange desire
I’m agin’ like a Roman stone
I listen for the sounds of lightnin’
It’s tryin’ to take control of my soul
My sleep is nothin’ less than frightnin’
My faith is gonna lose control
Faith is gonna lose control
Faith is gonna lose control