St. Tomas Songtext
von Matt Heckler

You may be gone my friend
But someday we′ll meet again
Past the realm of human life
Through the darkness into the light
Staring down what could have been
Never daunted by the wind
Never set back by the rain
But just the same

You may be gone my friend
But someday we'll meet again
You′re the one who always kept the wolves at bay
You're a saint for what you've done here

The sun comes up
A golden crown
He turns his back away
On another town


He gets by with the ones he loves
That day below
That star-shaped bow
A letter sent
An old postcard
It won′t find its way
To the railroad yard
If they could only hear you now

How your voice will thunder through the crowd
Angry, young, poor and proud

Leaving tracks behind that those in need could find
Days come
How they go
Take a deep breath and take it slow
Fill your lungs before you begin
For those that remember
Are those that still sing

You may be gone my friend
But someday we′ll meet again

Past the realm of human life
Through the darkness into the light


Staring down what could have been
Never daunted by the wind
Never set back by the rain
But just the same
You may be gone my friend
But someday we'll meet again
You′re the one who always kept the wolves at bay
You're a saint for what you′ve done here