St. Non

Save me, Saint Non
Your well, your song

Here is my pride, here is my grieving
Here is this hell I've been receiving

So save me, Saint Non
Your well, your song

"What water you drink", she says
"On flesh you won't feed," she says
"Down on your knees you're close to me, you're close to me

Where everything grows, where everything starts again
Deep in my ground the wealth of the spring is given, is given for free

And I said
"Saint, Saint, Saint, Saint
Old Gods, old Gods, won't you wash me?"

Saint, Saint, Saint
Old Gods, won't you wash me?

Saint, Saint, Saint, Saint, Saint, Saint
Old Gods, wash me

Save me, Saint Non
It's your well, it's your song



Credits
Writer(s): Emma Ruth Rundle
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