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Fin Lyrics
Feels like you're miles from here,
in other towns with lesser names. Where the unholy ghost doesn't tell Mary or William exactly what they want to hear. You remember the house on Ridge Road told you and the Devil to both just leave me alone. If this is salvation, I can show you the trembling. You'll just have to trust me. I'm scared. I am the patron saint of lost causes. Aren't we all to you just near lost causes? Aren't we all to you just lost Tommy, you left behind something that will mean everything right before you die. What if you gained the whole world? You've already lost four little souls from your life. Widows and orphans aren't hard to find. They're home missing daddy who's saving the abandoned tonight. Wish your drinking would hurry and kill you. Sympathy's better than having to tell you the truth. That you are the patron saint of lost causes. All you are to them is now a lost cause. All you are to them is now, causes. Billy, don't you understand? Timothy stood as long as he could and now you made his faith disappear. More like a magician and less like a man of the cloth. We're not questioning God. Just those he chose to carry on His cross. We're no better, you'll see. Just all of us, the lost causes. Aren't we all to you just lost causes? Are we all to you lost? Lost causes So all we are to you, Is all we are, is all we are All we are is all we are [Choir:] Patron Saint, are we all lost like you? Patron Saint, are we all lost like you? Patron Saint, are we all lost like you? Patron Saint, are we all lost like you? Patron Saint, are we all lost like you? (Lost causes, all we are is all we are) Patron Saint, are we all lost like you? (To you, lost...) Patron Saint, are we all lost like you? Patron Saint, are we all lost like you? Patron Saint, are we all lost like you? (very end of song) Take what you will, what you will And leave. Could you kill, could you kill me If the world was on fire and nothing was left but hope or desire And take all that I could bring forth, is this hell Or am I on the floor over-desperate? Hold hands streaming of blood again? And then take full weight of me Guard my dreams, figure this out, It's me on my own. Helpless, hurting, hell Will you stay strong as you promised? Cause I'm stranded and bare. Meanness is washed up in all that I am is God. Take this and all, Then grace takes me to a place Of the father you never had Ripping and breaking and tearing apart This is not heaven This is my hell. |
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11-19-2007
The last two lines though... I'm not quite sure what it means. Desperation and confusion is hell. Perhaps.
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02-27-2009
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08-23-2009
i introduced her to anberlin, and she found this (sorry, i don't have a
link, i don't know where it came from) on a site:
Stephen: "Fin" is a series of four stories, that all tie together in the
line 'patron saint of lost causes.' The first story is a personal memoir
about my life as a child and the pull on my soul even then. I deliberated
even at eight years old, that it would be better that God and the devil
would just both leave me alone. The second story is about a couple from my
early teen years church who cried for a miracle. It was a promised miracle,
and it never came about. That leaves an impression. The third is about a mentor
that used the guse of 'missions work' to leave his family in shambles and
eventually decay. That plays with your salvation, when one experiences it.
(The fourth story is about) Billy, a traveling 'healer' who crippled my life
and growth right in front of me. All these things and many, many others made
me lose my salvation. But later in life i realized i needed to stop looking at
Christians to see Christ. I wrestled with God, and he won.
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