St. Expedite

Watching the clock over Jackson Square

I could feel my life drifting away

Loosing my hold like the muddy banks

In eleven straight days of rain

I want to call on the St. Expedite

I better call on that St. Expedite

Hung on the carousel took me a while

To see that it just goes 'round

I kept a thinking your name rings a bell

You resemble someone when you smile

And I wanna say it's that St. Expedite

Honey you got a face like St. Expedite

My spirit grows heavy and I wonder at times

What keeps it from floating up higher

The hatred of people that I might have crossed

Or the gravity of our desires

It's hell either way callin' St. Expedite

Hell either way callin' St. Expedite