| Cursing every step of the way, he bore a heavy load
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| To the market ten miles away, the journey took its toll
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| And every day he passed a monastery’s high cathedral walls
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| And it made his life seem meaningless and small
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| And he wondered how it would be to live in such a place
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| To be warm, well fed and at peace, to shut the world away
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| So when he saw a priest who walked, for once, beyond the iron gate
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| He said, «Tell me of your life inside the place», and the priest replied
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| We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up
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| We fall down, we get up
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| And the saints are just the sinners
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| Who fall down and get up
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| Disappointment followed him home, he’d hoped for so much more
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| But he saw himself in a light he had never seen before
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| 'Cause if the priest who fell could find the grace of God to be enough
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| Then there must be some hope for the rest of us
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| There must be some hope left for us
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| 'Cause we fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up
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| We fall down, we get up
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| And the saints are just the sinners
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| Who fall down and get up
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| We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up
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| We fall down, we get up
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| And the saints are just the sinners
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| Yeah, the saints are just the sinners
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| Who fall down and get up
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| (We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up)
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| (We fall down, we get up)
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| And the saints are just the sinners
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| Who fall down and get up
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| (We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up)
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| (We fall down, we get up)
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| And the saints are just the sinners
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| (We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up)
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| (We fall down, we get up)
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| And the saints are just the sinners
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| (We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up)
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| (We fall down, we get up)
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| And the saints are just the sinners
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| Yeah, the saints are just the sinners
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| Who fall down and get up |