Augustine

Oh, my God what have I done?

Chasing some mirage in my Mojave sun

Don't say every chance is lost

Please don't say anything at allIn sand and thorns I'm walking forth

Bare and blinking as the day that I was born

Bells in spires of China white

Ring for an Augustine tonightOh, now I'm breaking down, breaking down

Oh, now I'm breaking down, breaking down

Oh, now I'm breaking down

Oh, let me be, let me be your AugustineLead me now, I understand

Faith is both the prison and the open hand

Bells on low on high

Will you ring for Augustine tonightOh, now I'm breaking down, breaking down

Oh, now I'm breaking down, breaking down

Oh, now I'm breaking down

Every illusion in between, all the lies that I have seen

Oh, let me be your Augustine