Lyrics
I dreamed I saw St. Augustine
Alive as you or me
Raging through these quarters
In the utmost misery
With a blanket underneath his arms
And a coat of solid gold
Cryin' for the very ones
That already had been sold
"Arise, arise" he cried so loud
In a voice without restraint
"Come out, you gifted kings and queens
And hear my sad complaint"
"No martyrs are among you now
That you can call your own
So go your way accordingly
And know you're not alone"
I dreamed I saw St. Augustine
Alive with fiery breath
I dreamed I was among the ones
That took him out to death
Well, I awoke in anger
So alone and terrified
And I pressed my fingers against the glass
And bowed my head and cried
Yes, I pressed my fingers against the glass
And bowed my head and cried
