All the Candles in the World

And how many of us will there be?

More than we are now

And where will we come from?

The rivers, the oceans, the ends of the darkest inlets

The lightest-coloured seas

Would not, would not be enough

Would not be enough to match the fever in my soul

And the fervour in my heart

And the darkness that I feel

As I'm goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' down

And how many of us

And how many of us will there be?

All the candles in the world

Would not be enough to match the burning in my soul

And the fever in my heart

Count the places of devotion

Count the altars of despair

As we're goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' down

And how many of us will there be?

And how many of us?

All the candles in the world would not be enough

To match the burning in our souls

And the fever in our hearts

And the fervour in our eyes

As we're hopin' and we're prayin'

And we're settin' out into the streets

The back streets of the world

And a prayer goin' up and a prayer goin' down

And the darkened eaves the pigeons

And the candlelight processions

On the streets down below

As we're searchin' and we're seekin'

And we're goin' goin', forgive us Lord

We're goin' goin' down, goin' down on our knees

Amen, yeah