All the creatures who receive his grace You can see them all In his haggard face St Francis begging at your doorway ♪ You want to let him in but what will the neighbors say
You know you can't go on but you can't give up And he answers you With his begging cup ♪ St Francis sitting at your table ♪ A cup of tea among the faithful ♪ Behind a wall that's made of little lies Much to your surprise You start to cry ♪ By these wounds you will be whole again By these signs you will know ♪ You'll feel a stirring in your soul again 'Til sweet amnesia takes a hold ♪ Saint Francis sleeping in the meadow
His halo is a raven's shadow ♪ He's been sleeping for 800 years In a potter's field Full of sparrow's tears
And while we sleep and dream of heaven's gates Down here on earth The old man waits