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I remember St. Sebastian with a memory most unkind
I can hear the bells I heard when I went there
Inside the church, inside my mind
The bells of St. Sebastian only ring once in your ears
But if you're very young when you hear them
Their sound can last a hundred years
But the music of the ringing
Was the music of our singing
When we were singing
Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison
Each day at lunch
Each night at vespers
Every tower the hour would be tolled
For those of us at St. Sebastian
No longer young and not yet old
But why did you go to this woman?
To see what she was like
Each day at St. Sebastian in the classroom we would hear
That devils lurked behind every corner
If you tried to look, they would disappear
The nuns of St. Sebastian tried to teach the facts of life
Explaining there are two kinds of women
One was a whore, one was a wife
But the music of the ringing
Was a different world that all the crew was singing
When we were singing
Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison
They rang at dawn
They rang at midnight
Tones well-rounded, they sounded down the nave
For all the souls of little boys at St. Sebastian
Too young to save
Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison
You brought such shame on us
But Mama, I didn't know
For lunch at St. Sebastian
Country cheese and mustard bread
A prayer we never learned sung in Latin
Then a midday nap in a makeshift bed
Then the music of the ringing
Then the music of our singing
And we were singing
Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison
We should have known
We should have warned us
At St. Sebastian
They never spread the good
But in the music of the bells at St. Sebastian
We looked for God
Kyrie eleison