Testo Go Find Your Saint

Had no life
I was feeling like
Some kind of unfinished project
I had a friend John
He said let me turn you on
To the saint of Inanimate Objects
Go find, go find your saint
Pill by pill a miracle occurred
The whole world got better
How I prayed until I said the words
I knew would upset her
She said get off your knees and don't tarry
I ain't gonna be what I ain't
Go find, go find your saint
Go find, go find your saint

I packed my bags
I never did look back
But I'm glad that I met her

Go find, go find your saint
Go find, go find your saintGo find, go find your saint
Go find, go find your saint

The union was gone but I sang my songs
At the Hall of the Felled Tree
Under the charm of the Saint's folded arms
Well I hope she can help me