Frank Black - Go Find Your Saint lyrics

Had no life, I was feeling like some kind of unfinished project I had a friend John, he said let me turn you on to the saint of Inanimate Objects Go find, go find your saint Go find, go find your saint Pill by pill a miracle occurred The whole world got better How I prayed until I said the words I knew would upset her She said, "Get off your knees and don't tarry I ain't gonna be what I ain't" Go find, go find your saint Go find, go find your saint I packed my bags I never did look back But I'm glad that I met her Go find, go find your saint Go find, go find your saint Go find, go find your saint Go find, go find your saint The union was gone but I sang my songs at the Hall of the Felled Tree Under the charm of the Saint's folded arms Well I hope she can help me