I Dreamed I Saw St Augustine - Chris Bruce Dave Palmer Doyle Bramhall II Jay Bellerose Jean McClain JOHN DOE Paul Bryan Portia Griffin

I dreamed I saw St Augustine

Alive as you or me

Raging through these quarters

In the utmost misery

With a blanket underneath his arms

And a coat of solid gold

Cryin’ for the very ones

That already had been sold

Arise arise he cried so loud

In a voice without restraint

Come out you gifted kings and queens

And hear my sad complaint”

“No martyrs are among you now

That you can call your own

So go your way accordingly

And know you're not alone

I dreamed I saw St Augustine

Alive with fiery breath

I dreamed I was among the ones

That took him out to death

Well I awoke in anger

So alone and terrified

And I pressed my fingers against the glass

And bowed my head and cried

Yes I pressed my fingers against the glass

And bowed my head and cried