[Intro: vocalisation in old Norse] [Verse 1] You are the player You are the game You are the center You are the frame [Chorus] Are you the saviour? Are you the Saint? Be in the moment. Sing, love, create. [Verse 2] We are not chosen, We are not few, We are the troopers Embracing what's true. [Verse 3] Saints are not chosen Saints are not born Saints are created From fire forged and torn. [Bridge] [Spoken, intimate deep bass preacher] A saint had started blooming A warrior was born I'm sure you can imagine how hope in him had grown? While Lucy played with diamonds, Desmond got the sack and Eleanor prayed for healing, as Jojo got her mojo back. sexy Sadie sat crying, her tea getting salty strong. John had been a dreamer, his entire life. Always saw the diamond, never bowed to strife Playing in the Cavern, a dungeon dark as night he opened to the fire, he opened to the light. [Chorus. Powerful] [Outtro] Sing (Sing) Love (Love) Create (Create) Sing Love Create (Sing Love Create) h.o.p.e.
