I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine

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