Standing in the cool light of a summer's haze Standing in the deluge of the summer rain Well I don't why I don't know why we don't just go away Dry your socks out then dry your eyes Scrape that mud from your inner thigh There's a certain kind of sickness makes us stay where the rain is We could go where we want to go We could do what we want to do We could be what we want to be Saints alive, Saints alive You cannot tell me that you'd feel this alive If the sun shone down for 365 days of every year Oh Saint Assisi keep your hands from here Oh but I know that this brings you down It's hard to smile when you're half drowned Oh but I know that this brings you down But if you swim with me, I guess we'll see We could go where we want to go We could do what we want to do We could be what we want to be Saints alive, Saints alive We could go where we want to go We could do what we want to do We could be what we want to be Saints alive, Saints alive