I need the saint of needing, I need the saint of loss -- the one who gave up wanting his heart to trash to toss - Joseph Arthur

I need the saint of laughter, I need the saint of tears, I need the saint detective who can find my stolen years

Christ would wear cowboy boots, Christ would have sex, Christ would eat pizza and cut blackjack decks

Christ would be careful, Christ would be brave, but Christ he would never be anyone's slave.