St. Jude de Florence + The Machine

Another conversation with no destination
Another battle, never won
And each side is losing
So who cares who fired the gun?

And I’m learning, so I’m leaving
And even thought I’m grieving
I’m trying to find the meaning
Let loss reveal it
Let loss reveal it

St. Jude, the patron saint of the lost causes
St. Jude, we were lost before she started
St. Jude, we lay in bed as she whipped around us
St. Jude, maybe I’ve always been more comfortable in chaos

And I was on the island and you were there too
But somehow through the storm I couldn’t get to you
Oh, St. Jude, somehow she knew
And she came to give her blessing, while causing devastation
And I couldn’t keep my mouth shut, I just had to mention
Grabbing your attention

St. Jude, the patron saint of the lost causes
St. Jude, we were lost before she started
St. Jude, we lay in bed as she whipped around us
St. Jude, maybe I’ve always been more comfortable in chaos

And I’m learning, so I’m leaving
And even thought I’m grieving
I’m trying to find the meaning
Let loss reveal it
Let loss reveal it