Song Lyrics

"We Are The Beggars At The Foot Of God s Door"

by The Normals
Album: Coming To Life

We are gathered in cathedrals on a Sunday
We are shrouded in our pride and lust's despair
We have heard that You said go to where your hearts once were
Trusting we'd arrive to find You there
La-da-da-da
La-da-da-de

We have known the empty senses of a funeral
We are haunted by the promises of death
We have asked to see Your face and noticed nothing
But a well-timed honest smile, from a friend

~Chorus~
Oh we of little faith
Oh You, of stubborn grace
W-e a-re the beggars
W-e a-re the beggars
W-e a-re the beggars at the foot of God's door

We have grown cold to the kisses of our lovers
We have rolled the windows up, and driven through
The forests of the autumn
The innocence of snow
The metaphor of Jesus in the dew
Y-eah y-eah yeah yeah

We have known the heated passion of the cold night
We have sold ourselves to everything we hate
We're hypocrites and politicians running from a fight
We've cheated on a very jealous mate

~Chorus~

W-e a-re
(2X)

We have known the pain of loving, in a dying world
And our lies have made us angry at the truth
But Cinderella's slipper, fits us perfectly
And somehow we're made royalty with You
Royalty, with You
Royalt-y o-oh y-eah

W-e a-re the beggars
W-e a-re the beggars
O-oh, we a-re the beggars at the foot of God's, d-oor

We are
(4X)
O-oh
We are the beggars, at the foot of God's, d-oor

We are the beggars


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