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St. Francis walking on the water
All his lambs have gone to slaughter
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 canât go on but you canât 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 thatâs 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
youâll feel a stirring in your soul again
âtil sweet amnesia takes a hold
Saint Francis sleeping in the meadow
His halo is a ravenâs shadow
Heâs been sleeping for 800 years
In a potterâs field
Full of sparrowâs tears
And while we sleep and dream of heavenâs gates
down here on earth
the old man waits
- Album:
- The Essential Gretchen Peters
- Blackbirds
- Hello Cruel World
- Northern Lights
- Miscellaneous
- Trio Live
- One to the Heart, One to the Head (feat. Tom Russell)
- One to the Heart, One to the Head
- Blackbirds (Deluxe Version)
- The Essential
- Promo Only: Country Radio, March 2012
- Music City Roots: SongRoots
- FestivaLink presents Gretchen Peters at Kerrville Folk...
- First Ladies of Country
- Circus Girl - The Best of Gretchen Peters
- All-American Cowgirls
- Hello Cruel World - Single
- When All You Got Is a Hammer (Radio Edit)
- Burnt Toast and Offerings
- Burnt Toast & Offerings