Gretchen Peters - Guadalupe lyrics

There are ghosts out in the rain tonight High up in those ancient trees And I have given up without a fight Another blind fool on his knees And all the gods that I've abandoned Begin to speak in simple tongue And suddenly I've come to know That there are no roads left to run Now it's the hour of dogs a-barking That's what the old ones used to say It's first light or it's sundown Before the children cease their play When the mountains glow like mission wine Or turn gray like a Spanish roan A thousand eyes will stop to worship Then turn away and head for home She is reaching out her arms tonight And, yes, my poverty is real I pray roses shall rain down again From Guadalupe on her hill And who am I to doubt these mysteries? Cured in centuries of blood and candle smoke? I am the least of all your pilgrims here But I am most in need of hope She appeared to Juan Diego She left her image on his cape Five hundred years of sorrow Cannot destroy his deepest faith So here I am, your ragged disbeliever Old doubting Thomas drowns in tears As I watch your church sink through the earth Like a heart worn down through fear