golden hour, evening red

came to where I am

ancient place of pilgrimage

come to where I am

 

Mary healed a baby here,

rare scarlet fever

statue weeps every three years

you have the eyes to see it, see it

 

so they said

show me where to look for a common thread

where to find a place one can be fed

and above all things to look for

show me where the restless rest their heads

 

echoes of a promised land

distant thunders roar

blisters on determined feet

and a soaking coat

 

pinned a shell unto their vests

and all could see it

holy Joseph, holy Joe

don’t say that you don’t need it, need it

 

so they said

show me where to look for a common thread

where to find a place one can be fed

where the restless rest their heads

 

hey hey

oh I need it, what is it i’m needing

oh I feel it, what is it I’m feeling

 

oh you need it, what is it you’re needing

oh you feel it, I know that you feel it