All the Candles In the World

And how many of us will there be? More than we are now And where will we come from? The rivers, the oceans, the ends of the darkest inlets The lightest-coloured seas Would not, would not be enough Would not be enough to match the fever in my soul And the fervour in my heart And the darkness that I feel As I'm goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' down And how many of us And how many of us will there be? All the candles in the world Would not be enough to match the burning in my soul And the fever in my heart Count the places of devotion Count the altars of despair As we're goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' down And how many of us will there be? And how many of us? All the candles in the world would not be enough To match the burning in our souls And the fever in our hearts And the fervour in our eyes As we're hopin' and we're prayin' And we're settin' out into the streets The back streets of the world And a prayer goin' up and a prayer goin' down And the darkened eaves the pigeons And the candlelight processions On the streets down below As we're searchin' and we're seekin' And we're goin' goin', forgive us Lord We're goin' goin' down, goin' down on our knees Amen, yeah