Normals - We Are The Beggars At The Foot Of God's Door lyrics
rate meWe are gathered in cathedrals on a Sunday<br />
We are shrouded in our pride and lust’s despair<br />
We have heard that You said to go to where your hearts once were <br />
Trusting we’d arrive to find You there<br />
We have known the empty senses of a funeral<br />
We are haunted by the promises of death<br />
We have asked to see Your face and noticed nothing<br />
But a well-timed honest smile from a friend, <br />
Oh we of little faith,<br />
Oh You of stubborn grace<br />
We are the beggars at the foot of God’s door<br />
We have grown cold to the kisses of our lovers <br />
We have rolled the windows up and driven through<br />
The forests of the autumn, <br />
The innocence of snow<br />
The metaphor of Jesus in the dew<br />
We have known the heated passion of the cold night<br />
We have sold ourselves to everything we hate<br />
We’re hypocrites and politicians running from a fight<br />
We’ve cheated on a very jealous mate,<br />
Oh we of little faith,<br />
Oh You stubborn grace<br />
We are the beggars at the foot of God’s door<br />
We have known the pain of loving in a dying world <br />
And our lies have made us angry at the truth<br />
But Cinderella’s slipper fits us perfectly <br />
And somehow we’re made royalty with You,<br />
Oh we of little faith,<br />
Oh You of stubborn grace<br />
We are the beggars at the foot of God’s door<br />
And You have welcomed us in