Priests Lyrics - Wildflowers - Judy Collins

And who will write love songs for you 

When I am Lord at last 

And your body is the little highway shrine 

That all my priests have passed 

That all my priests have passed? 

My priests, they will put flowers there 

They will kneel before the glass 

But they'll wear away your little window, love 

They will trample on the grass 

They will trample on the grass 

And who will shoot the arrow 

That men will follow through your grace 

When I am Lord of memories 

And all your armor has turned to lace 

And all your armor has turned to lace? 

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The simple life of heroes 

The twisted life of saints 

They just confuse the sunny calendar 

With their red and golden paint 

With their red and golden paint 

And all of you have seen the dance 

That God has kept from me 

But he has seen me watching you 

When all your minds were free 

When all your minds were free 

And who will write love songs for you 

When I am Lord at last 

And your body is the little highway shrine 

That all my priests have passed 

That all my priests have passed? 

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My priests, they will put flowers there 

They will stand before the glass 

But they'll wear away your little window, love 

They will trample on the grass 

They will trample on the grass