St Jude - Florence + The Machine

Another conversation with no destination

Another battle;

never won

And each side is a loser

So who cares who fired the gun?

And I’m learning, so I’m leaving

And even though I’m grieving

I’m trying to find the meaning

Let loss reveal it

Let loss reveal it

St. Jude, the patron saint of the lost causes

St. Jude, we were lost before she started

St. Jude, we lay in bed as she whipped around us

St. Jude, maybe I’ve always been more comfortable in chaos

And I was on the island and you were there too

But somehow through the storm I couldn’t get to you

St. Jude;

somehow she knew

And she came to give her blessing while causing devastation

And I couldn’t keep my mouth shut, I just had to mention

Grabbing your attention

St. Jude

St. Jude

St. Jude

St. Jude