We Fall Down

Bob carlisle
 Cursing every step of the way, he bore a heavy load
 to the market ten miles away, the journey took its toll
 and every day he passed a monastery's high cathedral walls
 and it made his life seem meaningless and small
 And he wondered how it would be to live in such a place
 to be warm, well fed and at peace; to shut the world away
 So when he saw a priest who walked, for once, beyond the iron gate
 he said, tell me of your life inside the place...
 and the priest replied...
 We fall down, we get up
 we fall down, we get up
 we fall down, we get up
 and the saints are just the sinners
 who fall down and get up
 Disappointment followed him home; he'd hoped for so much more
 but he saw himself in a light he had never seen before
 Cause if the priest who fell could find the grace of god to be enough
 then there must be some hope for the rest of us
 there must be some hope left for us
 We fall down, we get up
 we fall down, we get up
 we fall down, we get up
 and the saints are just the sinners
 who fall down and get up