Angels at my feet, asked me to take a seat   Got pulls on my hair, warns me to have a care   Mary knocks on my door asks, “Who are you looking for?”   Joseph wears a grin, tells me confess my sins      (Chorus)   Walking in the shadow of the saints   Can’t live up to the visions that they paint   An idol’s life is hard to twist and bend   But hopefully there will be a happy end      Father whispers in my ear, “Sacrifice is very dear”   Sister burns bright the torch, devil’s eye can surely scorch   Brother beats down his fist, “Am I not on God’s list?”   Magdalene bows her head, are all his teachings dead?       (Chorus)   Walking in the shadow of the saints   Can’t live up to the visions that they paint   An idol’s life is hard to twist and bend   But hopefully there will be a happy end      Sounds of rushing silk   Religion sucking up all our good earth’s milk   We reinvent out selves to be good as gold   But who can say for a fact that it’s ever saved a soul?      All I ask my town is to slowly look around   Must we seek what others have sought   Am I Judas because I get caught?   Let me plant my own seeds   Daughters put away your rosary beads   Must I be damned in hell   For not falling where others fell?      (Chorus)   Walking in the shadow of the saints   Can’t live up to the visions that they paint   An idol’s life is hard to twist and bend   But hopefully there will be a happy end