Harbor Saints Songtext
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In the morning, when you wake up
May you find you're not alone
May the tangle of your footsteps
Leave you where you feel at home
May the white, misted beauty
Of a Summer morning by the sea
Find the angels are all sleeping
Cause there's nowhere they have to be
May you find you're not alone
May the tangle of your footsteps
Leave you where you feel at home
May the white, misted beauty
Of a Summer morning by the sea
Find the angels are all sleeping
Cause there's nowhere they have to be
Harbor Saints, won't you come
Recognize me and what I demand
That a man can have a purpose
That no angel would ever understand
Understand, walk with me
Feel this knife blade that's pressed inside my sleeve
Say a man can have a purpose
That would make every angel grieve
In the morning, when I wake up
May I find I'm not alone
May the tangle of my footsteps
Lead me where I feel at home
May the white, misty beauty
Of a Summer morning by the sea
Find the angels are all sleeping
Cause there's nowhere they have to be
Recognize me and what I demand
That a man can have a purpose
That no angel would ever understand
Understand, walk with me
Feel this knife blade that's pressed inside my sleeve
Say a man can have a purpose
That would make every angel grieve
In the morning, when I wake up
May I find I'm not alone
May the tangle of my footsteps
Lead me where I feel at home
May the white, misty beauty
Of a Summer morning by the sea
Find the angels are all sleeping
Cause there's nowhere they have to be
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