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I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine - Vic Chesnutt
I dreamed I saw
St Augustine
Alive as you or me
Tearing through these quarters in
The utmost misery
With a blanket underneath his arm
And a coat of solid gold
Searching for the very souls
Whom already have been sold
Arise arise he cried so loud
In a voice without restraint
Come out ye gifted kings and queens
And hear my sad complaint
No martyr is among ye now
Whom you can call your own
So go on your way accordingly
But know you're not alone
I dreamed I saw
St Augustine
Alive with fiery breath
And I dreamed I was amongst the ones
That put him out to death
Oh I awoke in anger
So alone and terrified
I put my fingers against the glass
And bowed my head and cried
I put my fingers against the glass
And bowed my head and cried
