St Christopher from Black & amber by tjeckleberg

St Christopher

I was dreaming of the falling water
four times taller than Niagara
and clouds of blackbirds black and amber
and falling from my hands a treasure

I know not so much
I know not so much
I know not so much
I know not so much but I know this

I had St Christopher beside me but I couldn’t hold on
The lonely stars above to guide me
bit I couldn’t hold
I couldn’t hold on


I was dreaming of a burning fire
a dragon tail of sleepless nights
a shaking off of clothes in fright
and shaking heads so sure of wrong and right
they cannot set their worlds aside

I know not so much
I know not so much
I know not so much
I know not so much but I know this

I had St Christopher beside me but I couldn’t hold on
The lonely stars above to guide me
I couldn’t hold
I grabbed my coat I grabbed my hat
I couldn’t hold on
I couldn’t hold on
I couldn’t hold on

I had St John on a pale horse beside me
I couldn’t hold
I was calling for the cavalry
I couldn’t hold on
I was speaking in tongues, fainting and falling
I couldn’t hold on
I couldn’t hold on
Till I met you etc

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