Sisters in threes, pilgrims from overseas

Borrowed belief, garlands and bilva leaves

On hands and knees, crawl to a saintly scene

Crazy to me, I don't see what they see

Gasoline dreams, raging against machines

Peaceful release, marigolds mark the street

Eyes for the blind, no question in his mind

Knots intertwined, can't quite believe it but

I wanna feel devotion

Scrolls from the sea, Gods tied to cosmic trees

Arrows and spears, preachers and pioneers

Cubits of stone make walls for a - wailing on

Stories of home bring people comfort so

I wanna feel devotion