Benediction Lyrics - Singles - The Weakerthans

So you don't get to be a saint 

Martyrs never last this long 

Guess I'll never be the one to defeat desire in song 

Here's a marker, here's my naked skin, our Exhibit A 

Put a small x where I lost my way 

All the actors broke their legs 

And it's too late to postpone 

The producer's getting high 

And the audience went home 

Smile and take your awkward bow 

Turn and stumble off the stage 

Let the rain be your applause 

Every encore soothe your rage 

Squint with one eye, hum a show-tune 

And wait for your ride to say 

"Oh, that's where you must have lost your way" 

Megaphones in helicopters squeal, "Hey, are you okay?" 

As searchlights circle where we lost our way 

All our accidents went purposeful and fell 

Stripped of providence or any way to tell 

That our intentions were intangible and sweet 

Sick with simple math and shy discoveries 

Piled up against our impending defeat