I was a saint
Born on a holy day
I was a saint

Forgot my own name, got my own name
I was a saint
I'll be just fine with my feet on the ground
Breathing fire through my nose
'Cause I can't trust my eyes
To see the shape of planes
And sounds come at me like a flash in the light
As my hands are about to break
I was a saint
Born on a holy day
I was a saint
Forgot my own name, got my own name
I was a saint
I lost track of time
So long ago
While people know when,
doesn't matter if you know
Most of them just follow
Watch as they breathe
So hope down by the river now
and they go back to sleep

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