This song is not that popular. Nonetheless, it's a relaxing, soothing, great tune. Sorry if the video does not suit the music. I just quickly added pictures from my personal collection so you can have something to look at if you wish. Enjoy.
Patrick Wolf - Augustine Lyrics
As the belltower blocks the sunlight
All the seeds in our garden fight
To break and blossom all to be adored
And look your skirt is torn
And there's blood on my sheets
Here comes a lowman of the law
Fist tight, banging on the door
And knocking me down on it's weight
And I let him in
As I pass out into a dream
Whooping cranes and woodland beigns
Great white wings beating
In an attic, in a house, in the dead of night
Singing, oh! My Augustine, Augustine!
Oh! Is this forever, ever? Oh, oh
Sweet Augustine, Augustine
What does this mean for us?
Does it mean that I can never change my ways
And that's why, love, you shouldn't stay
Still you will and love me
Like a mother, or a maid bringing you down, down
Down on your brazen knees
Watering the worms and weeds
Thinking, why does love leave me so damn cold
And I'm getting old
And is this what it should be
Well... Is it?
Oh! My Augustine, Augustine!
Oh! Is this forever, ever? Oh, oh
Sweet Augustine, Augustine
Do we kill this one tonight?
And now come the tears, heavy and hot
It becomes clear, this is all we got
As I hold you to my bed
Like a cancer or a curse
Be my loving nurse
As we fall back into the impossible dream
An Integrative Medicine Nutritionist, MaryBeth Augustine describes the nutritional profile of Hempseed Oil; the Therapeutic role of EFAs (Essential Fatty Acids);and a comparison of Hemp Oil to Fish Oil, Flaxseed Oil and Soybean Oil.
Presented to 2002 Cannabis Therapeutics Conference, hosted by Patients Out of Time. DVDs are available.
Bob and Joan...
from unreleased Hard Rain Show
22 April 1976
Clearwater, Florida
"yeah, i remember rehearsing this back in 1965, once"
"I dreamed I saw St. Augustine,
Alive as you or me,
Tearing through these quarters
In the utmost misery,
With a blanket underneath his arm
And a coat of solid gold,
Searching for the very souls
Whom already have been sold.
"Arise, arise," he cried so loud,
In a voice without restraint,
"Come out, ye gifted kings and queens
And hear my sad complaint.
No martyr is among ye now
Whom you can call your own,
So go on your way accordingly
But know you're not alone."
I dreamed I saw St. Augustine,
Alive with fiery breath,
And I dreamed I was amongst the ones
That put him out to death.
Oh, I awoke in anger,
So alone and terrified,
I put my fingers against the glass
And bowed my head and cried"
A Rap about the Confessions of St. Augustine. Writen and performed by Christ "MCG" Gehrz...with some help from puppets.
Lyrics:
Now Augustine of Hippo dropped in three and fitty-four
Constantine had gone Nicene almost thirty years before
But Auggie grew up hatin' on the prayin'
See his momma was a Christian, but his daddy was a pagan
On the mean streets of Thagaste, A-Dawg's on a tear
They call him Del Monte 'cause he's gotta have the pear
Didn't even taste it but he's grinnin'
See, it's not about the Benjamins; it's all about the sinnin'
Yeah, and playa had his way wit all da ladies
Until the girl said, "Boo, chill - we're gonna have a baby"
CHORUS:
Oh, Augustine!
(Or Augustine, Augustine)
Augustine!
(Yeah, he's lustin', he's lustin')
Augustine!
(But he's trustin', he's trustin')
God made us for himself
And our hearts'll find their rest in him
Went back to school in Carthage (the town the Romans flattened)
And holla! He's a scholah at philosophy and Latin
Told 'em all that "Cicero's da illest!"
Some Manicheans told him, "Son, you don't know what ill is!"
"What's goin' down's a battle, good and evil warrin'
The spiritual is admirable, the physical's abhorrent"
He thought they'd give him answers that were hidden
But when they said to give up sex, he said, "Oh no, you di'n't!"
Still, playa became a praya when he said
"Give me chastity and continence, Lord... but not yet!"
CHORUS: (repeat)
Took a job in It'ly and read up on the Plat'nists
Learned that evil's just the lack of good, and only good exists
A man in Milan named Ambrose tried to reach him
A. said, "I don't believe his words, but bro's da bomb at preachin'!"
Still he read the Holy Scripture and the picture started shiftin'
He prayed to God to save him from himself but he kept driftin'
Until he fell down weepin' at his knees
He heard the voice of children singin' "Take up and read"
And playa read Paul's playa-hatin' epistle
"Clothe yourself in Jesus Christ" hit him like a missile!
CHORUS: (repeat, x2)
Song is "St. Augustine In Hell" by Sting. Clips are from the show "Supernatural", spoilers through "Born Under a Bad Sign". I was listening to this song the other day and thought it would make a good Dean/Meg vid. "The less I need the more I get, make me chaste but not just yet. It's a promise or a lie I'll repent before I die."
