Faustina Songtext
von John R. Miller

It was days on end in a minivan
It was lookin′ for an X on the map
Long nights shakin' in a stranger′s house
With a bottle in my lap
Runnin' from the deafening sound of a future, with no one around
From Barcelona to Vestal's Gap

I′ve spent countless hours walkin′ among the rank and file
Prayin' to some big set of eyes that it′s only for a while (ooh)
Now, I kneel before the only things I know, this set of keys
And I told you so's
But someday, it′ll be worth the miles


It was cigarettes outside an empty bar
On a dark December morning
Months of bad food, and a pauper's guitar
Never heedin′ any warnin'
I've had friends, and I′ve let my friends down
Lookin′ for my heart in the lost and found
Bare hands, tryin' to stop the rain from pourin′

I've been gainin′ on the crack of dawn
The glass eyes and a smile
Prayin' Saint Faustina, please, let me go out in style
I′ll never know how far down it goes
'Til the devil reaps what I have sown
'Til then, I′m gonna feel every mile