Album : Honeycomb
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Had no life, I was feeling
Like some kind of unfinished project
I had a friend John, he said let me turn you on
To the saint of inanimate objects

Go find
Go find your saint
Go find
Go find your saint

Pill by pill a miracle occurred
The whole world got better
How I prayed until I said the words
I knew would upset her

She said, "Get off your knees and don't tarry
I ain't gonna be what I ain't?

"Go find
Go find your saint
Go find
Go find your saint"

I packed my bags
I never did look back
But I'm glad that I met her

Go find
Go find your saint
Go find
Go find your saint

Go find
Go find your saint
Go find
Go find your saint

Union gone but I sang my songs
At the Hall Of The Felled Tree
Under the charms of the saint's folded arms
Well, I hope she can help me
Had no life, I was feeling   Like some kind of unfinished project   I had a friend John, he said let me turn you on   To the saint of inanimate objects      Go find   Go find your saint   Go find   Go find your saint      Pill by pill a miracle occurred   The whole world got better   How I prayed until I said the words   I knew would upset her      She said, "Get off your knees and don't tarry   I ain't gonna be what I ain't?      "Go find   Go find your saint   Go find   Go find your saint"      I packed my bags   I never did look back   But I'm glad that I met her      Go find   Go find your saint   Go find   Go find your saint      Go find   Go find your saint   Go find   Go find your saint      Union gone but I sang my songs   At the Hall Of The Felled Tree   Under the charms of the saint's folded arms   Well, I hope she can help me