[Verse 1: Oscar Jerome] In search of streets of gold The road may lead to Feneos Where the river begin but the journey doesn't end, no Winding through a valley You may reach a sulphurous swamp Place a coin in the mouth of your loved one So they can be ferried across Shield their eyes to the damned that eternally choke These muddy waters replace the dirty words that they spoke You may ask yourself how did I end up around these ways And the wind replies "My friend, you were at the right time in the wrong place" [Pre-Chorus] (Your saint only cares for money) (Don't you touch his sense of pride) [Chorus: Oscar Jerome] Your saint only cares for money Your saint only cares for money Don't you touch his sense of pride Your saint only cares for money Your saint only cares for money Don't you touch his sense of pride Paris' arrow is hot on your heels A scholar caught in the rain Unnoticed, unnamed Your saint only cares for money Don't you touch his sense of pride Don't you touch his sense of pride [Verse 2: Brother Portrait] Shoulder to shoulder, most faces face back The only warm air was breath through a whispered prayer Left in the name of God, of family, of land Arrive and cry thanks into trembling hands How could I survive ain't even a question of life My passage had no ticket just a price The debt makes my cheek run rivers Turns sleep to a threat I dream faces I will never touch again Each body across water, a spirit still tethered to a place That meant purpose was being That sang sweet I ams Still tethered now straining my face Pulled into shapes of mourning Now home is a burial ground Testing faith and grace All fearful, appalling Same time panic and dash, same time still chase All missed calls and calling A right time, never This time forever Bones calling out "will you bury us here?" Really? Heart still burning, black core, red fire All for love How come they scared can't see The purpose, the power, my sacrifice, the beauty in me Why they grimace and spit, play fickle with life Turn hope into a hell for me [Chorus: Oscar Jerome] Your saint only cares for money Your saint only cares for money Don't you touch his sense of pride Your saint only cares for money Your saint only cares for money Don't you touch his sense of pride Paris' arrow is hot on your heels A scholar caught in the rain Unnoticed, unnamed Your saint only cares for money Don't you touch his sense of pride Don't you touch his sense of pride [Instrumental Outro]
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