And how many of us will there be?   More than we are now   And where will we come from?   The rivers, the oceans, the ends of the darkest inlets   The lightest-coloured seas      Would not, would not be enough   Would not be enough to match the fever in my soul   And the fervour in my heart   And the darkness that I feel      As I'm goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' down      And how many of us   And how many of us will there be?      All the candles in the world   Would not be enough to match the burning in my soul   And the fever in my heart   Count the places of devotion   Count the altars of despair      As we're goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' down      And how many of us will there be?   And how many of us?      All the candles in the world would not be enough   To match the burning in our souls   And the fever in our hearts   And the fervour in our eyes      As we're hopin' and we're prayin'   And we're settin' out into the streets   The back streets of the world      And a prayer goin' up and a prayer goin' down   And the darkened eaves the pigeons   And the candlelight processions   On the streets down below      As we're searchin' and we're seekin'   And we're goin' goin', forgive us Lord   We're goin' goin' down, goin' down on our knees   Amen, yeah