Oh Saint Augustine - May The End Come But Not Yet

Oh Saint Augustine 

May The End Come But Not Yet

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Oh Augustine 

May the end come 

But Not yet

Those dark New York City nights

Your dressed in leather

Black net stockings 

Eyes shining bright

You took my hand

Pulling me into those 4 am clubs

Bluesmen playing

You're touching me

All I see is stars 

Floating with you

In your arms

Oh babe

First time saw you 

Couldn't help myself 

Keep my eyes off you

Knew eventually 

You'd tear my heart in two 

Nothing I could do

Because the truth was

I loved you

Even if I ended 

Up in Timbuktu

Didn't care

Even if you

Destroyed me

Was gonna 

See you you through

Oh Augustine 

May the end come 

But Not yet

Oh, babe

I'm playing for my life

Oh Saint Augustine 

May The End Come But Not Yet

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Oh Saint Augustine 

May the end come 

But Not yet

Those dark New York City nights

Your dressed in leather

Black net stockings 

Eyes shining bright

You took my hand

Pulling me into those 4 am clubs

Bluesmen playing

You're touching me

All I see is stars 

Floating with you

In your arms

Oh babe

First time saw you 

Couldn't help myself 

Keep my eyes off you

Knew eventually 

You'd tear my heart in two 

Nothing I could do

Because the truth was

I loved you

Even if I ended 

Up in Timbuktu

Didn't care

Even if you

Destroyed me

Was gonna 

See you you through

Oh Saint Augustine 

May the end come 

But Not yet

Oh, babe

I'm playing for my life

While you toy with me 

Saying you want me

While you cut me

With your knife

You and I know

No man will ever 

Hold on to you

No one's gonna 

Blow you away 

Yesterday, tomorrow

Or today

Oh Saint Augustine 

May the end come 

But Not yet

Cuz you got your wrath

You love causing pain

In those black net stockings 

See-through blouse

Causing me to regret 

I ever found myself 

Lost with you 

In the night

Want to see clearly

But Now I'm blind

No longer have sight

You've torn me up 

Had me for a meal

In your world

I'm just another

Heart to steal

Oh Saint Augustine 

May the end come 

But Not yet

Now Your looking down on me 

Laughing 

In your high leather boots

Fishnet stockings 

Begging for your love

It's all I can feel 

Your a passing dream

Pray soon you drift away

But not yet

Not today

I know your

Love's not real

Cuz your a Siren

And I'm a sailor

Crashing

On the rocks 

Drowning

Broken

Sinking 

In your seas

Oh Saint Augustine 

May the end come 

But Not yet

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David Arndt October 27th, 2022

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Artwork - The Conversion of Saint Augustine by Fra Angelico